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Bargains and Betrayal

The hiss of pressurized seals breaking filled the quiet space of the ship’s hold. Cassian pulled his gauntlets free, flexing his stiff fingers as the power armor’s servos wound down with a low whine. Every movement felt heavier now, exhaustion settling into his bones. Blood dried bene...

New Fanfiction

Hey guys, I am starting a new fic. You know trying my hand at new genre, settings and universes. This one has our protagonist isekaied to dc universe. Not the main one,  animated one or even cinematic one but to DCeased. To those who do not know it is an apocalypse scenario where majority of...

Chapter 1: A New Reality

48 Hours Remaining

Derek McCoy blinked his eyes open, the world around him blurry and shifting as his mind struggled to make sense of where he was. The faint smell of garbage and the damp, bitter air of the alley stung his nostrils. He groaned, raising a hand to rub his face,...

Beneath the Crumbling World

The tunnel groaned.

Cassian heard it first a bone-deep vibration that rippled through his power armor. Then came the thunderous crack. The walls trembled, dust raining from the ceiling as fractures split across the metal and stone like veins. The maintenance tunnel moaned, ancient su...

Vault of Forgotten Knowledge

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The ship’s silence was a comfort Cassian hadn’t expected. It gave him space to think, to focus. Power armor locked around him like a second skin, each servo shifting with his movements, but his attention was elsewhere. He knelt in the dim light of the ship's hol...

Beneath the Ashes

Cassian sat against the cold metal wall of the ship, eyes half-closed, listening to the quiet hum of the machine spirit. The silence pressed on him, heavy after the madness outside. No twisted whispers. No distant howls. Just silence. It wasn’t peace but after days in this hellho...

The Imprint

The Warpstorm howled above, rattling the ruins and moaning through the broken streets. Cassian knelt behind a crumbling pillar, eyes shut tight, teeth clenched. The storm’s psychic pressure gnawed at his mind, like claws raking across his thoughts. Sweat ran down his brow, c...

Threads of Darkness

Cassian moved through the city with purpose, every step as silent he could make. The silence weighed on him. It wasn’t the silence of an empty place — it was expectant, like the city itself was holding its breath. He glanced at Faeveleth, who slipped through the rubble ah...

Unsteady Accord

The Eldari moved through the ruins like a shadow, her steps silent, each movement light. Cassian followed, his power armor humming faintly, the Machine Spirit guiding his steps as he did his best to keep his bulk from making too much noise. Even with its guidance, every step f...

Through the Maze

Cassian moved through the desolation, the rhythmic thrum of his power armor humming low in his ears. Every step felt heavier than the last, not from fatigue but from the city itself — as if the streets pulled at him, dragging him deeper into the twisted heart of this world.

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The Unveiling

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Cassian woke with a start. His body ached. The cot beneath him felt harder than usual, the thin blanket offering little comfort. The room was dark, save for the faint glow of the ship's lumen strips. The hum of the Machine Spirit was quieter now, almost seren...

Embers of Divinity

Cassian’s breath hitched.

He didn’t know when he’d fallen asleep. The days blurred together, exhaustion gnawing at his mind after the stunt he pulled.The fight for the Machine Spirit, his body had finally collapsed onto the cot, craving rest. But now… something was wrong.

Lost Echoes

Corwin awoke to the sound of metal groaning.

His eyes snapped open, and for a moment, he didn’t know where he was. The ceiling above him was wrong. It shifted — not physically, but wrong in the way a familiar face feels unsettling after a long absence. He blin...

The Blood Beneath

Cassian woke up, but it didn’t feel like waking. It felt like surfacing from something deep and dark, dragging himself out of a pit where time had no meaning. His eyes cracked open, and the first thing he registered was the stale, metallic taste in his mouth. The recycled a...

The Weight of Unrest

The engine hold was quiet, save for the faint hum of machinery and the soft whir of the ship’s ancient systems. Cassian stood at the threshold, watching Magos Farren work. The Tech-Priest moved with mechanical precision, mechadendrites gliding across control panels, his hunched fo...

Fractured Sanity(Bonus)

Cassian ran.

The glass maze stretched endlessly, its walls twisting and shifting with every step. His reflection flickered along the smooth surfaces — distorted, fragmented — as if the maze itself watched him. The air felt wrong, heavy, and each breath carried the taste of metal and dus...

The Watchful City

Cassian sat outside a ration vendor. Observing people as they came in and out of the shop going about their day.

The other crew members had gone about their own business — Corvin and the officers handling the ship's resupply, and implementing the plan, the nobles taki...

Beneath the Surface

Cassian walked through the city, his pace steady but unhurried, eyes scanning everything. The streets were wide and unnaturally clean. Buildings loomed on either side, tall and pristine, the architecture sharp and efficient. No grime streaked the walls, no beggars lingered in the al...

First Contact

The trek to the city was quiet. Too quiet.

Cassian’s boots crunched against dry soil, the weight of his power armor making each step sink slightly into the earth. The sun hung low in the sky, its pale light casting long shadows across the barren land. The city l...

Silent Extraction

The distant hum of the Imperator Bellum’s engines had become background noise to Cassian. It was a constant, steady rhythm—one he had long since learned to tune out. In the dim light of the machine bay, where the sacred incense of the Mechanicus still clung to the air, Cassian focused ...

The Omnissiah’s Path

Hello, my dear readers. I am back after my restful break. Chapters will resume as usual. Enjoy.

Six months later.

Cassian’s eyes snapped open in the dark, breath steady, body still. The low hum of the ship’s engines thrummed faintly through the floor. His quarters we...

Into the Unknown

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The viewing deck was silent.

The ship drifted through the void, silent save for the distant hum of its engines and the faint, almost imperceptible vibrations beneath the deck. Cassian stood among the crowd, his gaze locked on the massive viewport. Throu...

Author’s Note:

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Hey everyone, author here.

Volume 1 is officially finished — Cassian escaped. Against all odds, he survived a High World’s descent into madness and pulled through. I still can’t quite believe I’ve written 70,000 words across 34 cha...

Inevitable escape

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Cassian’s stomach still felt pleasantly full from the last meal — a rare sensation after so many days of hunger and hardship. Sleep had come easily after, heavy and dreamless, letting his body mend from the strain of overusing both his muscles and his mind. For once, h...

The Path of Skulls

Cassian's chainsword roared as it carved through the last cultist, flesh and bone yielding beneath its relentless teeth. The corpse crumpled, blood pooling at his feet, mixing with the rivers of crimson already staining the earth. His breath came in ragged gasps, the machine spirit of his ...

The Blooded Path

Cassian’s breath thundered in his ears, each inhale rattling against the inside of his helmet. The power armor moved with him, the machine spirit flowing through his limbs like molten steel in his veins. His grip tightened around the handle of his chainsword, the teeth purring softly as ...

The Planet Bleeds

The planet burned.

A world of steel and stone, now reduced to a corpse of smoke and ash. The skies were torn apart by a crimson tempest, a Warpstorm that stretched across the heavens, sealing the planet's fate. There would be no reinforcements. No salvation. Only ...

The Final War

The precinct was quiet. Not the kind of quiet that brought peace, but the kind that sat heavy on the chest, choking the air. The usual hum of machinery, the distant shouts of orders, even the clang of weapons being prepped — all of it felt distant. Muted. The only thing Cassian co...

Whispers Beneath the Throne (Bonus Chapter)

13:05 standard terran time.

Cassian stared into the nutrient paste in his tin bowl, the spoon resting idly against the edge. It was the same gray sludge they always served, but he barely noticed the blandness anymore. His mind was elsewhere — buried in the Mecha...

The Last Stand

Cassian adjusted the high collar of his borrowed Mechanicus robe as he strode through the hive’s battered precinct fortress. The crimson cogwheel emblem of the Magos Biologis gleamed faintly against his chest, a mark of his new affiliation, but he doubted it would buy him mu...