Prologue

It was April 5th, and I was in my office, thinking about my next breakthrough. My next idea that would Change the world. I was a Guinness. With an I.Q. of 244, I was the smartest person on the block. My name, Cyrus Mary, or Nexus. I personally preferred Nexus. I'm 23, and fresh out of collage. Double Ph.D. In physics and astronomy. Each day, I would wake up at 4, get dressed, fix myself up, and leave. On they way to work, grab McDonald's, and get to the lab outside of London by 6 o'clock. Work all day, get home at nine, eat dinner, go to sleep, and repeat for a whole week. Yeah, real boring to you, but a dream for me. Each day after another, I worked hard on things they needed me to, even though I was lead scientist. They had a particle collider underneath the city. About 3 miles in radius. Its job, looking for the God particle. That was our main objective. Now… Back to the thinking.

Chapter One

It was April 6th, and Nexus had woken up to his beeping alarm clock. After rolling out of bed, he reluctantly went to the bathroom to shave, and fix himself up. He got his lab coat on, and walked out the door to his car. He stopped at the local McDonald's and got himself some of the crap food there. He thought to himself "how does their stuff even pass as food? It's such crap, that I even wonder how they stay open?" Nexus continued his drive from West Norwood to Camden in the morning light. It was a Thursday, so no one was in the lab today to argue with and slow down his work.

It was 5:57 when he got to the lab that day. Perfect timing for getting through London traffic. Aw geez, it was hard not to be late. He pulled out his pen and paper, and started drafting ideas for some new breakthroughs in science to work on. Then it popped in his mind. Different dimensions. And so it started. Nexus's mind rushed with ideas for how it worked.

"I'm a Guinness!"he yelled, jumping up and down and dancing.

"You sure are, Nexus." A voice had said behind him.

He turned around to see his colleague, Ryan staring at him.

"I expected to see you here, Nexus"

"Why are you here, Ryan?"

"To do some research about the God particle."

"Ryan, we are over this whole God particle thing we've been doing for the past year. It's utterly useless."

"Not to me" Ryan said

"Well, I'm not doing this thing anymore."

"Suit yourself, Nexus."

Nexus had gotten back home that night, and sat on the couch, drafting still. Work went on for months on the "Dimension Project" at the lab. They had no government funding, and it was all in secret. He work extra days, and overtime for the next 6 months, until they were finalizing the plans. Nexus had the "dimensional grid", which used dimension X, Y, And Z to map out the grid. Next they had the device that would "drill" through the layers, and make a wormhole to pass through.

It was September 18, so everyone was at home getting their kids ready for the school year. Nexus had no family or friends, or kid to help at home, so he spent his time at the lab. He was mostly an introvert, so he stayed away from social events like parties, or gatherings. Nexus was at the lab, testing what could happen. He had finished the prototype while everyone was gone. The prototype looked like a wristwatch. This was his favorite design out them all. It was technically a mini particle collider that could drill a hole in the dimensional grid. Nexus flipped on the watch. "Should I, or should I not try this.""Screw it, what could go wrong?"well…. Famous last words from true idiots.

Nexus flipped on the switch, activating the particle collider. Then, it happened. He felt dizzy and nauseous, and then started to pass out. Not good. He heard a huge tear as he felt himself fall into an abyss. He opened his eyes, and found himself falling through a tube like thing with hues of purple, yellow, blue, orange, pink, and green. He felt himself stretch and contract as he fell. With his lab coat, filled with his high energy pellet gun, Galaxy S6, and his wallet, he fell through the hole. He heard another tear, and saw a grid That looked like his model. He passed out again.

P.S., A high energy pellet gun, is a gun that collects high energy particle, collects them in a clump that is 5.5 kelvins, and pushes the pellet forward at about 360 kilometers per hour. It can disintegrate anything upon impact. Yeah… You don't want to mess with him.