Warhammer: Alchemist of Truth

Traveling to the 41st millennium of Warhammer 40K, Lucian found that the script he got was simply hellishly difficult. You start in the corpse starch factory at the bottom of the hive, without the power armor of the Astartes or the subspace talents of the psykers. There is only a weak body that is malnourished and even coveted all the time because of its exquisite appearance. In this universe full of madness, war and destruction, the idealistic warp evil god is roaring and the empire's war machine is roaring. As a staunch materialist mystic, Lucian looked at the servo skull flying in front of him and pushed up his non-existent glasses: "This is not scientific, but it is very alchemical." Fortunately, he brought **[Gate of Truth] and [Jade Record]. As the psyker went mad in the whispers of the Warp, he reconstructed matter using the laws of "equivalent exchange." When Nurgle's plague spread, he used the "mercury and brimstone" formula to reverse the increase in entropy. As Khorne's zealots charged, he drew a perfect alchemical formation— The Adeptus Mechanicus exclaimed: "This is the lost technology of Ohm Messiah!" The Inquisition wondered: "No subspace response? Is this a miracle or a heresy?" Slaanesh was ecstatic: "Such a perfect body and soul... Wait, why is my temptation blocked?" From the low-level coolies, to the saints of the Mechanicum, to the "Lord of Truth" who makes the Chaos Gods tremble. "I just want to draw a perfect circle in this terrible world," Lucian said.