Professor Charles Francis Xavier came from an ancient European family. When the New World was discovered, his branch of the family had migrated from Europe to North America.
Aside from the ancient castle estate where they now resided, the Xavier family had inherited vast holdings in land, bonds, antiques, cultural relics, gold, silver, and other assets.
It could be said that Charles had been born into the absolute upper class. Even if he spent his entire life eating, drinking, and indulging himself, he would never squander the wealth his ancestors had accumulated.
But for Charles, who had graduated from Harvard at sixteen and pursued doctorates in biology and psychology at Oxford and Columbia, the things he sought had long surpassed such worldly desires.
If he harbored evil intentions, his innate telepathy alone would have allowed him to enter politics. With his family's inherited prestige and resources, coupled with his mind-control abilities, he could have become the supreme ruler of the world's beacon.
Even at worst, he could have become a master criminal. There were no more than a handful of people in the world capable of stopping him.
Yet what Lox admired most about him was not his powerful telepathic gift, but the principles and boundaries he had always upheld.
That kind of self-control was what all Psykers needed most.
After meeting him face-to-face, Lox had already concluded that Charles's telepathy was actually a uniquely formed psychic power.
The X-gene in his chromosomes could directly draw upon and leverage Warp energy, transforming it into his own innate abilities.
If he were placed in the Warhammer universe, Charles Xavier could perhaps be classified as a mind-control Psyker.
"Did this X-gene truly evolve naturally in the humans of this universe?"
"Suspicious. Far too suspicious."
"Psykers draw upon Warp power through their souls'