Warhammer Red King's Gaze: My Psychic Power Is Creation

Chen Kai traveled to Warhammer 40,000 and became an Astartes in the Thousand Sons Legion who failed to awaken his psychic powers. The time limit had expired, and the probe of the soul extraction device was pressed against his throat. A moment ago, he witnessed his comrades' souls being drained out and turned into hollow, walking armor. In despair, the mind of a master of materials science roared crazily: If psionics were the power to change reality! Why does it have to be fire, lightning, mind reading? Why can't it be - creation? Fingers shimmered. An absolutely pure and structurally perfect single crystal silicon wafer appeared out of thin air and blocked the fatal blow. This "miracle" that violated all psychic laws alarmed the overseers and attracted the gaze of Magnus, the Red King who came to Prospero and whose eyes still burned with the flame of complete wisdom. "Show me," the Primarch's voice rang directly in his mind, "create something... 'Not of this universe'." Chen Kai knows that his performance will determine his fate: Is it to be treated as a "hope" and left behind, or is it to be completely eradicated as a "heresy"? And in the depths of subspace, countless cold, curious, and calculating eyes have quietly turned towards this abnormal existence that uses "science" to "create"...