When the apocalypse came, with zombies overrunning the world and monsters from another realm tearing open the sky, everyone awakened all sorts of dazzling superpowers. Everyone, that is, except me, Lin Qi. I got a “good-for-nothing” skill.
[Summon: Warhammer 40K Characters (Random)]
Staring at the summoning circle shimmering in my palm, I fell into thought.
At my first summoning, the light faded to reveal a green-skinned Ork roaring in my face: “I reckon you little runt could use a good thrashing!”
…At my second summoning, psychic flames blazed to life, and a Grey Knight gazed silently at me. “By the Emperor, this planet must be purged.”
From savage Ork warlords to Ultramarines, from cunning Aeldari seers to loyal Chaos traitors, every summoning was a wild spin of the roulette wheel.
But in this collapsing world, as Hive Fleets descended from the skies and Chaos Daemons grinned among the ruins, I finally understood:
My “good-for-nothing” power might be the last gift the Emperor left to mankind.
“For the Emperor!” I raised my chainsword, with a motley army of Imperial Fists, Blood Angels, Space Wolves, and Orks at my back.
This isn’t a superpower.
This is the will of the God-Emperor.
In the apocalypse, the Emperor protects.
