Greg awoke in his 18 year old form once more, and groaned.
It seemed that even when he wasn't a degenerate with his online behavior his life sucked as long as he was addicted.
Greg swore on his life that he would never follow the same path.
At that moment the timeline split.
Timeline A:
10 years later.
Greg was 28 years old. His vision was near-blind from his constant Internet use. He was still a virgin. He was fat and smelly, but most importantly, he was a socially anxious, incompetent, self-loathing wreck.
He constantly was thinking either strange fantasies or negative self-talk, he could not even clear his thoughts for a second. He kept trying to change but could not.
As he began surfing in order to punish himself for being a degenerate, his phone exploded. Greg fell to the ground, clutching his mangled hand and sobbing.
Suddenly a blob of smooth flesh appeared floating in the air several feet from Greg. The blob expanded and then formed into a human shape.
Greg recalling vague bits of knowledge from his youth, realized that this a 4-dimensional humanoid entering his universe.
The human materialized in crystal clear detail. He had high cheekbones, a very strong jaw, hunter eyes, and every single attractive trait you could think of plus more you didn't. His eyes were ice-blue and glowed softly. In fact his whole body had a glow so faint, that it seemed to be only a mental thing.
His hair looked like it was made of literal gold, and it was shaped into curling braids that flowed down both sides of the man's face.
The man smiled his perfect white teeth nearly blinding Greg. "Who's your daddy?!" the man roared, his voice booming from nearly everywhere in the room at once. He waved his hands and Greg could see lightning flow through his veins and out his hand.
A bolt of lightning struck Greg causing him to spasm and fly back hitting the wall.
Suddenly, something became very clear to Greg. The man in front of him was Greg.
"Right!" he spoke reading Greg's thoughts and his voice boomed almost as if the room itself spoke, even though he did not even move his lips.
"H... h.. how?" asked Greg.
The other man, who shall henceforth go by Gregory said, "The brilliance of a mind unchained of screen-slavery is something to behold"
Gregory walked forward, with slow, measured, powerful steps. His hand became intangible and he used it to grip Greg's jaw. Then he began moving in a 4th dimensional direction. Greg shut his eyes in fear.