“You will never find time for anything. If you want time, you must make it,” an aphorism that has been a great influence in my life. I mean, what is time? Time is a non-spatial continuum in which events occur in apparently irreversible succession from the past through the present to the future. To me, time is just a pigment of one’s imagination, and that travelling back and forward through it is all a matter of splitting the space-time continuum, and creating a portal or vortex into the alternate dimensions. It has taken many years in order to approach a device stable enough to withstand the shear force of ripping open the continuum, but on the eve of the 2nd July 2013 (the exact centre of the calendar year), a man by the name of Lacuna Tempus assembled a device that perfectly splits and alters time at such a demanding frequency that it creates a portal that allows you to jump from here to alternate time fragments. Therefore perfecting time travel and the key into unlocking the secrets of the universe.
The scientist became world famous, earning numerous awards, including the prestige Nobel Prize for physics. He made millions of dollars founding the Tempus Genius Institute, a working environment for gifted thinkers and inventors who want to put their ideas to good use. Its location was upon a beach off the coast of the Pacific with time machines in a garage next to the institute (Lacuna was the only person allowed to distribute time machines to undisclosed consumers of his choice, this was to prevent them from getting into the wrong hands). The tragic death of Lacuna, lead to the uprising of his obnoxious heir, his son William. This is my story….
Since I was a kid, I could sleep through anything, storms, sirens, you name it. I tend to have this inner monologue running through my head when I start daydreaming, I guess I get a bit goofy when I’m nervous, thinking what it’d be like today and if I’m willing to spend the rest of my life here.