"Hey Vixion how's the diagnostic looking?"
"looking good so far how's it look on your end?" Vixion asked
"It seems to be stabilized, the gate works just like I thought." I replied
[inaudible grumbling from Vixion]
"Did you say something?" I asked
"NO!" Vixion exclamed
"Oww ok damn, sorry for asking." I replied
In front of me and Vixion was a giant table like computer. It had many graphs and charts organised in different squares, with statistics being shown in the top right of the screen. 20 feet behind the screen was a metal circle with steps leading into the center of the circle. inside the circle seemed to be a black ball consistently growing at a slow rate.
"I can't believe it worked, this was just my science experiment a couple days ago." I said
"Don't remind me." Vixion angerly grumbled
I think I know what he's mad about but I honestly understand, if I were him I'd probably be just as angry. For context I'm a 16 year old collage student who's been experimenting and tinkering with theoretical physics. I'm a person who was always fascinated by stories about being transported to another world by magic or death, and I always wanted to experiance the fantasies people came up with. Sadly theirs no magic in this dimension, but their is science if I can't wait for magic and sorcery I can always use science and mathematics to do it. so for my science project I created a stable other dimensional portal.
The reason the guy currently standing next to me is mad is because. Vixion J Roswealed is a famous theoretical scientist who's been trying to find a way make a sable "gate" for about 15 years. and in a little less than a week I've managed to make a large scale stable "gate" while useing him as a glorified arrend boy... sorry I guess.
I saw the black ball in the center of the gate slowly expand until you couldn't see anything else. then it settled and became a still black wall with white dots.
"Cool so what should we send through first?" I said while walking up the stairs to the black wall now covered with white spots that looked like stares doting a night sky.
"I have a few ideas." Vixion said with a devilish smirk while following me up the stairs.
"Once we send unmanned drones wanna be the first to go through?" I asked assuming he wanted to at least able to get this privlige since I felt kinda bad as I continued walking up the steps until I reached the center of the gate.
"Oh I will be the first, officialy at least." Vixion replied mysteriously while still following me.
As I was looking at the wall I noticed something weird in his frasing he said officially and I realised that my gut was right he was made at me jealous even. Even through I knew it was a possibility that he would be so jealous to kill me I honestly didn't expect him to resort to this I mean it's so boring and up to chance. I mean what if I was wrong and this literally took me to the police department 2 blocks down the street, HE'D BE COMPLETELY AND UTTERLY F**KED! Not only that he would have to put his faith in my coculations and he would never do that.
in the 3 seconds I took to think about this Vixion spoke again
"You wanna know something I've always hated you," Vixion said.
As I was about to respond he spoke again "You use me like an arrand boy, upend all my reaseach, and are annoying as hell. but I must say you are intelligent for a 16 year old so you must have already figured out all that. Hell you probley even noticed my frasing change before, but none of that matters it doesn't change the fact your going to die soon." Vixion monologued about the stuff I already knew, except that annoying thing am I that annoying that I deserve to be killed?
"how do you know this gate will kill me anyways your way too prideful to ever trust my reaseach, what you telling me you finally figured out the science to build it?" I replied teasingly.
"No your right I don't but who ever said I'd use the gate to kill you, wouldn't be a lot safer to kill you here and use the gate to hid the body" Vixion said with a smile on his face as he pulled out a knife.
before I had time to run he charged me with the knife stabbing me in the intestines. After that he started to twist it I felt more and more pain shoot up from my belly, I staggered back he then pulled the knife out of my intestines and cut my throat the last thing I felt was going through the wall of the gate.
The next time I woke up I saw darkness, I could feel things but at the same time I couldent. I tried to move but when I did I felt almost infinite amount of myselfs moving from a rough estimate their was at least a googolplex amount of me. Feeling like that I couldn't help but be reminded of my name Klein Muhanda