Chapter One: Intro.

I first began my career as an historical documentarian when I was twenty-eight years old.  My name is Dr. Etwan G. Lee.   I’ve documented some of the biggest events in the history of mankind.   I can’t claim them all, but I’ve been there for some real monumental happenings to say the least.

The missions were to discretely observe and record these events using the cameras that were implanted into my eyes and the microphones implanted into my ears.   The rule is not to become involved and not to affect anything.  I was very good at blending in and capturing the event and getting out before anyone noticed I wasn’t supposed to be there.   Thanks to my African blood blending with my Asian blood, I was able to move about during the earliest moments of human history.  I was able to capture Homo erectus mutating into something else, I saw how breeding and isolation led to some large changes to the bloodlines of certain tribes.  One tribe developed telepathy before they developed speech and never spoke aloud.    They were destroyed by a plague and then a drought.   The world would have been interesting if they’d made it out of Africa.   It was interesting to me to see how the Chimpanzee didn’t develop intelligence as advanced as many other species that came from the same ancestor.   It says a lot about environment and inbreeding, and how the world can seem like a simple roll of the dice.  Humans got lucky.   Or did they?

I was recognized as the leading authority on early human development.  I witnessed the first cave paintings and captured them for the world.  Let me tell you, I jumped seriously far back.  For jumps that far back one has to be especially careful not to kill anything; not even a fly.   I was seen as a beautiful stranger to the early tribes of humans in Africa; some greeted me kindly while others weren’t so welcoming.   Europe proved more difficult for me in later years; especially during the thriving slave trade, but there were others to capture those times. 

I’ve had my share of close calls.  I was trained to fight for my self-defense and my weapons, which were designed to stun instead of kill, were put to use on more than a dozen occasions.   On those occasions where I interfered with the universe, the divergent rates were seriously altered and I found navigating back home next to impossible; or for me three years in the making on the latest trip.   Keep in mind, for me, home is really just a mirror image of my true, original home; that’s a place I can never return because in that universe I never jumped back or hadn’t yet.  It’s really not that complicated once you understand how it all works.  Paradoxes don’t exist, as I’ll explain later.

            Here’s how it works.  (If you’re not into the science of time travel, then feel free to skip the next three paragraphs.  But for those interested…) The Everett-Wheeler model of quantum physics or the many-world interpretation, or multiverse is now science not theory.  In order to travel back in time we use a stationary mass, temporal displacement unit powered by two top-spin, duel singularities, producing a standard off-set Tipler sinusoid, which in turn creates an electron diffusion vacuum surrounding the device.  Our vehicles, which use gravity distortion and light manipulation for cloaking, have been mistaken for alien flying saucers in many universes; UFOs.  That’s not to say there aren’t actual alien flying saucers about, but that’s for another tale.  Understand that everything that can happen does happen in some distant universe.   The multiverse is like a rainbow; each color is a universe.  We use what your current scientists refer to as dark energy as a fuel source.   The discovery of the Higgs Bozon in 2012 changed everything.   From there, time travel became a real possibility.  Our scientists, in the year 2078 developed a method in order to capture dark energy from the universe at the Plank Scale, using a manipulation of quantum entanglement by the world’s largest quantum computer, located in the state of Switzerland; in labs at the LHC.

What happens when we travel back in time is,  the dual singularities create a wormhole, or an electron diffusion vacuum, as we refer to it, through the fabric of the universe and opens a portal into an alternative universe; from there we can choose the point of origin.   Because, once removed from space-time, in that suspended moment between the two universes, time doesn’t exist because you’re not inside of any universe with its particular laws of nature.  There’s a moment that the quantum computers are calibrated to respond, when time and space become malleable and we can enter at the time we’ve previously selected using our three main quantum computers.  Simply entering a new universe creates a divergent rate of point zero one percent.  Depending on how much we affect the universe the divergent rate increases.  The difficulty for getting back to a familiar universe, one where our government has commissioned these historical time-travel missions, where we recognize our loved ones and our homes, becomes very high.   One can easily become lost.  Leo, my partner, is trying to map the multiverse using our most advanced quantum computers, but each time a new universe is opened or revealed it makes it that much more complicated to keep track of them all.  In a universe with a divergent rate of below point one percent it is nearly impossible to know the difference in that almost everything will seem to be the exact same as the original universe from where you came; though in truth it will not be the same.   Once you’ve entered into a new universe, travelling forward in time does not require a wormhole and a new universe, but instead you warp the space of the universe you are currently occupying and speed forward in that timeline.   The further back you go and the more you affect, like the butterfly-effect, the greater the divergent rate, plain and simple.  I’ve lost many colleagues to this or other disasters; some were killed in action; some became stuck in a foreign universe by mistake, some became corrupted by greed and power lust.  Time travel offers a lot of power and as we all know, universally, power ultimately corrupts.   Often times it becomes too easy to benefit from time travelling.  This is where we went from historians into something else, but I won’t get ahead of myself just yet.

You were going to ask me what happens when you encounter a different version of yourself?  You did ask me already in several branches of the universe. Nothing happens initially.  The simple answer is, he’s not you and you’re not him; at least not that you are aware of.  But if you spend too much time together your minds will begin to entangle and you’ll start to read each other’s thoughts and experience each other’s memories and emotions.  Emotions emit the most powerful brain waves and those are felt first actually.   It gets very strange and uncomfortable.  I avoid it for the most part.  I have helped another version of myself capture a rogue traveler on more than one occasion but I try not to spend too much time around myself.   The important thing to understand about consciousness is that “you” are a small fraction of the greater you that exists on a higher plain as a vital part of the multiverse.  Think of the Internet, your brain cells act as a computer with a wifi connection.  Think of your present body, more specifically, the microtubules in your brain cells, are receivers, like antennae or a satellite dish, they pick up a signal and they amplify a version of your greater soul or self into reality; basically expressing “you” in the physical world.  So while a version of you is being broadcasted and amplified by the individual’s microtubules in that version’s particular physical brain, he is for that time an individual, separate, or so he thinks, from you.  It’s kind of complicated but… [Enough science for now.]

*History was rewritten thanks to me and a few brave others.  I found that more often than not, the way it had been posthumously recorded into the history books was usually quite different from the way in which the event actually occurred.   

I was able to find the first tribe of the mutated modern humans in east Africa.  I recorded the birth of Mitochondrial Eve.  I was awarded the Sahul Paul Prize for the footage.  I discovered that Atlantis existed, though it was not called Atlantis (that was the Greek name for it).  It existed at the end of the Ice Age and the advancements the Keftians made were staggering.  They used steam and early forms of electricity ten thousand years ago.  They built hot-air balloons.  The destruction of that global civilization is where all the great flood myths come from.   Noah was a citizen of Atlantis.   Though again, Noah, was not his name.  It was Ziusudra.  And he didn’t bring every animal in the world onto his boat.  He did save a lot of livestock and seeds.  

Had it not been for the comet that crashed into the ice over Canada ending their global civilization and killing millions of people in its wake, the Earth would be a Type Two Civilization by your lifetime.  That is a civilization able to traverse the galaxy outside of its solar system using energy equivalent to it’s host star, or sun.   But instead, yours is a world on the brink of destroying itself.  In my original timeline the world did destroy itself, but it came back.   It returned stronger.  World War Three wiped the slate clean.  It ultimately united the world under one banner.  Our global flag is red and has a yellow star on it.   I can’t tell you when your World War Three is coming because right now I’m a long way from home.  We’re here now in your universe because you have a rogue, corrupt time traveler about to set things in motion to take over this planet.   He has become the leader of the illuminati; the clandestine group of wealthy people who really run the world.  We’re at a two percent divergence rate from home.   If he succeeds, we’ll be at a twenty to twenty-five percent rate at least.  For those ancient prophets, who could vibrate at such a rate as to open the doorways of their minds and receive more information than just their cosmic selves, but who could really see a piece of the secret knowledge of the universe, this rogue time-traveler is known as the Anti-Christ.  But I know him as Bill Unsworth from San Diego. 

My last mission took my team far off course.  When I was an historian, I travelled alone, but my new job requires I travel with a team.  The team I assembled comes from different universes and time periods and were all abducted from them respectively when the divergent rates were above five to ten percent.  Leo, the brains of our unit, comes from a universe with a twelve percent divergent rate.  Twelve percent is crazy different.   You wouldn’t recognize the map of the earth.   Of course me taking him out of that universe really changed the rate into the twenties.  But I was farthest from home as I’d ever been and figured what’s the difference.  Of course now, I wouldn’t do that, but at the time, relatively speaking, I was in desperate need of Leo’s help and when he found out about what I was really doing in Florence at the time he had to join me.   From his universe on, let’s just say there are no Mona Lisas to be admired and wondered about.  I took Joan from a universe very near to Leo’s.  I had to jump backwards and grab her from a neighboring reality just before she was burned at the stake.   This was done before I could move further back and calculate a universe that no other time-historian turned time-warden had entered.   That’s where it gets complicated, but with Leo’s calculations and my experience we have been making progress.  We’re meant to bring order to the multiverse and keep universes out of the hands of the corrupt.  So, while my team devises a plan to capture Bill Unsworth, the corrupt time-traveler or as you call him the Anti-Christ, who is on the rise on your planet, in your universe, I’ll tell you about some of our adventures.