The lab was fraught with activity. Today was the day they were to test the Large Hadron Collider. Being one of the youngest scientists, Michael James Faraday was ecstatic, he had been waiting for this for a long time. Man could finally determine if the God particle, Higgs boson existed. He reminisced about his childhood; he had no recollection of the events before the ones he had when he was three. But from that time onwards, he remembered everything, every single book, journal and word uttered by those around him stuck to the recesses of his mind. It was convenient but his ability was equally annoying for him as the babble of stupidity also stuck with him. This would have made him a sociopath if not for his empathy toward orphans, misfits, and broken things. Michael was left to an orphanage when he was three with no recollection of his background and only his name.

He was very intelligent as a young boy and would get bullied by most of the children, he only had one friend, Edward Shilling. His friend could not understand him. He did not want to play like the other kids, he despised sports and physical activities he deemed useless, on the contrary, he did not despise the chores they did, or the desire to read books. He worked hard and learning was easy for him because of his ability to remember everything. His curiosity about his parents led him to find clues on the people who had abandoned him. As a child, he tried to find out about them, and so he looked for clues for them. He started with the only keepsake they gave: his name. He discovered that he had the same name as the chemist Michael Faraday. Wanting to find out more, he read and read about him and it made him start on the path of science.

In his early years, he was secretive, trying to conform to social norms so people would not shun him. He feigned every psychology test and tried to make his grades as average as possible lest he attract attention and suffer more bullying. But he changed when he enrolled in high school as he wanted to get into top universities to vie for a scholarship. He entered MIT and got a degree in Physics, but he never found out anything about his parents. This was odd since he penetrated government databases and archives to find clues, but it was as if they never existed. He couldn't even detect them on his birth certificate.

All these things happened to him and now his only pursuit was science. His fascination with finding out about his origin jumped to discovering how everything began. It was a religion to him; it was his calling to unearth meaning in his world. Although he never admitted it to himself, he used science to fill the inner void his parents left him. Today, he was standing here at the Large Hadron Collider. Lost in thought, staring at a blank space. He did not notice the flashing red lights. He only heard a big bang as he felt the searing pain.