I'm a scientist. Well, sort of. Technically I'm an accountant, but ever since I was a kid I would waste entire weekends tinkering away in my makeshift laboratory.
It used to be my parent's garden shed, but now it's the spare bedroom in my apartment.
I always knew I was smart. Even when I was a kid, I knew that there was a significant amount of brainpower separating me from my classmates.
This especially started manifesting once I graduated from college. I finally had all the time in the world to focus on my work, and I had a cushy desk job to fund it!
That's when my work really took off. And now, I've surpassed even my own expectations.
Wiping the sweat from my brow, I plop down in my seat and breathe a tremendous sigh of relief. *It was done.* I couldn't believe it. The years of work, the sleepless nights...
none of that seemed to matter as I gazed upon my greatest creation: A headset that could, theoretically, allow a person to look into different universes.
My heart was nearly beating out of my chest as I plugged in the power. With trembling hands, I slowly lowered it over my eyes. This was it. The moment of truth.
I hit the power button.
And my blood ran cold.
Everything was dead. Gone. The black void of a sky was peppered with the dying remnants of stars. I looked around at the ruins of my hometown as a howling wind filled the air.
I ripped off the headset and hurriedly entered different coordinates. Maybe it was just Earth? I slipped the headset back on and was greeted by the sights of Jupiter's fractured moons.
The ruins of what I could assume was an alien metropolis.
The husk of an impossibly large creature floating in the black depths of space.
I wish I could say it got better, but every other universe I checked was in the same state, if not worse. Eventually, I realized there was no way I could keep checking them at this rate.
Trudging through dead worlds for hours on end was starting to take a serious toll on my psyche.
So, at the cost of another sleepless weekend, I wrote a program that would check the realities for me and log their conditions.
I set it to run for a week, locked the door to my lab, and took a much-needed mental vacation.
Friday came around. With bated breath, I unlocked my lab and flicked on the lights. I nervously logged in to my computer and opened the list.
All of them wastelands.
And after several more weeks of research I finally learned why.
See, my harmless little peeks weren't actually as harmless as I thought. Every time I looked into another reality, I was unknowingly causing rips in the fabric of space and time.
Rips that could lead to catastrophic damage.
Enough to destroy an entire universe.