In a pristine white lab, sat a man in a white suit, his long white coat over his shoulders. Six cube like devices surrounded him, projecting different codes and graphs.
His bright magenta eyes looked at the projections in a stern manner. "...Time Travel..." He glanced at the cube displaying a file simply titled "For mother".
His eyes narrowed. "That's right... I promised didn't I?" He mused to himself with a small grin. "I don't see what could happen if I attempted time traveling... maybe I could go back far enough to see my mother again with the power of Diceon from Elysion."
His eyes were fixated on this singular file, seemingly as it was taunting him. "Open For Mother." He ordered as the file opened, containing a video file he had recalled seeing back in that laboratory when he was in Elder.
(All those years ago...) He motioned the drone to move towards him as he inspected the file closely-
There was a loud shattering sound and hurried footsteps approaching him. He turned, however he was met face to face with... himself?
However, he looked younger and his hair was a mess. His magenta irises were drowned in a sea of black of his infected sclera.
"D O N ' T!" Before the scientist could respond, his other self broke the cube that contained the video.
The scientist's eyes widened in anger. "You...!"
"Don't time travel." The teen warned in an alarming tone. "Why can't I-"
"There is no point... you'll just end up like me! I tried to save her... but it can't happen." The teen clenched his fists, until he froze and coughed.
Coughing soon ended up to choking... on his own blood. The scientist tensed as the traveller collapsed onto his knees. "Are you-" The scientist reached out towards the traveller-
only for his hand to be slapped away. The teen wheezed and glared at his hands. "...I'm at my limit..." His blackened eyes glanced towards the scientist. "...Dominator... I need to borrow some of your equipment."
The scientist, Dominator, was taken aback. "Hold on a minute! How do you know my title?" The teen didn't say anything as he shakily stood up and limped towards a shelf in the lab.
The shelf contained Dominator's prototypes for Nasod Armor. "Those are prototypes! They won't be stable!" The teen smiled a wicked grin. "I'm aware." He answered, shuffling through the glass flasks with shaky hands.
"You will only-" Dominator's thoughts came to a halt. (He's going to...) "No... oh no you don't!" He shouted, charging ahead with his dynamos.
The teen put six different metallic liquids on an empty desk, deactivating his dynamos one by one. He hears Dominator running towards him and instantly grabs his wrists in a vice grip.
"I need to... do this..." He felt weaker by the minute. The teen shoved Dominator to the ground and locks his wrists together with a thick nylon strap.
The scientist struggled on the ground. "Are you mad?! You're going to overload your dynamos and kill yourself!" The traveller smiled. "There is a reason why they call me the Diabolic Esper."
Dominator furrowed his brow, only to see the traveller drench his dynamos in the different prototypes. "I am diabolic to those around me... but never myself." the Esper murmured as he watched the scientist struggle.
"Stop! Stop this!" Dominator shouted as Diabolic Esper simply frowned. "...you cannot stop Death. I'm dying... but my purpose in this reality hasn't been completed..."
He reactivated his dynamos. "Final Experiment, immortality." Esper murmured, preparing for another travel as his weapons flashed a vibrant magenta. Dominator rolled away and ordered his own dynamos to free him.
"You... you're an idiot!" The scientist shouted as the esper simply grinned. "...I know I am..." There was a flash. The screams of his other self rang throughout his ears as each particle separated itself from his body.
As quick as the flash and screams came, it ended as if nothing had happened. Dominator, scarred upon what he had witnessed, burned all of his time travel research.
After all, there was another version of him that already attempted such an unholy experiment.