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A red boi likely takes this with relatively low difficulty.
In terms of AP, Magnus is almost certainly higher on the 2-C spectrum, as he's "2-C via accidentally thinking too hard" level.
"Here in the Great Ocean, he could be whatever he wanted to be; nothing was forbidden and anything was possible.
Worlds flashed past him as he hurtled through the swelling tides of colour, light and dimensions without name. The roiling chaos of the aether was a playground for titanic forces, where entire universes could be created and destroyed with a random thought. How many trillions of potential lives were birthed and snuffed out just by thinking such things?" - A Thousand Sons, pg 712
"I remember gold. A golden web of glowing threads, spreading through the black, stretching into infinity. The threads split and divided, met and joined, over and over, slicing the emptiness into sharp slivers. I spun through the web. My body blinked between shapes: a silver hawk, a circle of fire, a sickle of moonlight. Rainbow sparks danced in my wake, and the golden web sang at my passing. I felt joy. I had made that journey many times in dreams before that moment, but that was the first time I had dived into the Great Ocean at my own will. It felt like breaking into air after drowning. It felt like returning home. I flew, my thoughts stretching across time and space, my will snapping realities and remaking them. It was so easy, it was like nothing, but it was everything." - Ahriman: King of Ashes
Monika's nonexistent nature isn't much of an issue either, considering this form of Magnus is native to a realm of living concepts and is also fully capable of altering them as a mere side effect of his actions.
"His perception of the immediate returned to him, and he sensed the vibrant hunger of nearby void hunters, rapacious conceptual predators that followed the spoor of travellers' emotions to devour their bodies of light. Dozens of them circled him like sharks with the scent of blood. He had remained longer than was safe, far longer." - A Thousand Sons
"The nobility of his cause threw off sparks of potency that created phantom worlds and concepts, in his wake. Entire philosophies and bodies of thought would be born into the minds of those lucky enough to have his leavings descend upon their dreaming minds." - A Thousand Sons
Monika doesn't have the capacity to properly resist what Magnus is going to be throwing at her, especially considering how effortlessly a restricted materium Magnus tore straight through machines specifically designed to resist and nullify his powers.
"The Deathwolves were the next to brave a headlong charge, but their attack did not go unsupported. The Ravenwing had jettisoned a set of teleport homers as they soared across the ice, and the devices still winked steadily in the snow. Their call was answered not by warriors of the First, but by the 3rd Brotherhood of the Grey Knights, Daemon-slayers beyond compare. In a perfect hexagrammatic dispersal they materialised, not more than a stone's throw from the Daemon Primarch they had come to slay. Magnus waved his staff once more, and a sea of cackling pink Daemons surged from the snow, rubbery limbs waving as they hurled warpfire into the Grey Knights' ranks. Many of the incorruptible heroes fell, turned to crystal prisons with their souls trapped visibly inside them. The others fought with the fury of the Emperor enraged, their nemesis force weapons carving apart Horror after Horror in explosions of rank Daemon-matter. Step by step they hacked a path towards Magnus, their incantations summoning waves of white fire that banished the minor Daemons that sought to slay them. Only when a flight of Burning Chariots roared overhead, Daemons spilling from the fires they left in their wake, was Grand Master Aurikon's force all but buried in their enemies. Their advance slowed to a crawl, then stopped altogether.
Just as it seemed the warriors of Titan were to be overwhelmed by the tide of gibbering Daemons that cascaded towards them, the charge of the Deathwolves hit home. Such was their momentum that neither wolf nor Space Marine had time to think about the nature of the foe they faced; there was simply the kill at hunt's end, and the reclamation of the planet that was rightfully theirs. For a time, the Horrors were pushed back in cacophonic disorder; viewed from high above, it was as if a river of grey- and white-furred bodies pushed back a sickly pink tide. Then the crests of the Daemon waves turned from pink to blue, and that tide pushed back. Hundreds of wolves and wolf riders were slain, consumed by warpfire or drowned by the enormous press of Daemon-flesh that came against them.
Through that sea of daemonic terror waded no less than five Nemesis Dreadknights of Titan. Built to fight the kings of the Immaterium on equal terms, the pilots of the giant walkers made short work of the cackling rabble massing around them. Moving in rough lockstep, the Grey Knights piloting the Dreadknights from their harnesses stamped and crushed with their silvered exoskeletons even as they slew with rune-etched blades and heavy psycannons. The Horrors threw every possible change-spell and flame-curse they could muster, but their magic found no purchase on the blessed metal of the Dreadknights.
In their success against the Daemon hordes, they drew the attention of Magnus, and thereby sealed their doom. A mind-altering blur of colours shot out from the Crimson King's cyclopean eye. The beam of Warp energy was so concentrated that it could not be constrained to a single dimension, and a thousand tiny familiar-spirits flew outward and into the heavens as the beam carved across the battle line. In its grievous potency it annihilated Daemons and Dreadknights alike. With a single pass of his bloodshot orb, Magnus had wreaked the most fundamental of changes upon his challengers. Where four heroes of the Imperium had strode to meet him, now there was only scorched air and the lingering echo of screams. The fifth Dreadknight, their leader, was not so lucky. He had been transformed into a giant of bone and silvered cogs; the pilot was now little more than a demented marionette, jerked aloft by his own bloody sinews from his machine's pistoning fingers." - Warzone Fenris: Wrath of Magnus, pgs 104-105
This is, of course, before even factoring in Magnus' insane mental powers as well as experience.
"Cyclopean son of the Emperor of Mankind, and the most talented in the arcane arts of all his brothers, this godlike figure's verypresence is anathema to logic. Even to look upon him is to surrender all sanity, and when the Crimson King stares back, destruction manifests in great measure. Those under his gaze are blasted into clouds of scattering atoms; soldiers and super-heavy war engines alike are annihilated by the world-splitting intensity of his ire. A sweep of his blade and reality is rent asunder, the bodies of those in his path transmuted into mewling Chaos Spawn." - Warzone Fenris: Wrath of Magnus, pg 147
"The Blades of Magnus were long bound to the Cult of Manipulation, and worked in secret to break the bonds between Magnus and the eldritch powers. When the Daemon Primarch learned of their works he annihilated their minds with an overwhelming psychic blast. Now they are some of his most loyal thralls, replete with Rubric Marines." - Codex: Thousand Sons
Yeah, Magnus should take this. He's likely encountered stuff similar to her nature in the warp, has way higher AP, and a far better repertoire of abilities due to still being likely the strongest and most proficient mortal psyker there is. He resists her non plot abilities, and Ricsi who seems knowledgeable on DDLC said that's not a thing she starts with, so it's not going to become relevant. His precog also allows him to open with a kill by knowing that she has the capacity to inflict real harm with plothax, so his opening isn't going to be something that screws him over like Monoka's ends up being.
indeed wok, she starts with erasing the plot in character, so she will not be able to manipulate it (unless she brings back the game, but that is far from in character after in game ending.)
Plot being broken did immobilize the MC, but I'm pretty sure magnus has skills that do not rely on physical movement
Monika is one of those characters that puts fights on a pendulum. I'm not even sure Magnus could actually permanently kill her. He would have to nuke the plot entirely. But Monika can do the same. :/
but i think monika doesn't make sense, as far as i know monika only has power in her own game, besides i think that the same player by deleting her file put her in trouble, and magnus well goes beyond a simple game