This is an account of Hyperspacial Surgery performed through a link between two Multiverses. It can be generally assumed that the two realms are physically and chronologically independent, although they share some parallels in terms of technological advancement.
The Hyperspatial Surgeons (2016)
Dominn adjusted his approach angle four degrees to the left
and entered an algorithm value that he estimated would be sufficient. The goal was
to temporarily magnify a small cluster of the patient’s brain cells to the size
of a few tangible spheres. After running the capture protocol of his surgical multi
tool, he entered the data and ran the magnifier.
“Lucky
guess…” Angelina smirked.
The
targeted neurons burst out from beyond the barrier of the patient’s skull and
into one of the gravity bins inside the Surgery Chamber. They began to rotate
with precisely the correct angle and momentum that would be required in order to
install the core of the Fractal Enhancement Machine.
“How’s
the link going, Jimmy?” Dominn addressed his right-hand man.
“Steady.
Got a solid one here. We’re still about a half-deviation above sustainable, and
we can make it run a bit past that ‘til we hit critical.”
“Good
stuff.”
It was
Jimmy’s primary task to maintain contact with the patient at all times. One
slight miscalculation or mistaken variable, and the link from the Surgery
Chamber back into the year 1979 would break down. This would potentially cause
an intense cataclysm and endanger both the team of surgeons and the small
sleeping boy that they were operating on. The surgeons had several failure control
systems running that would minimize the potential damage caused by a broken
link. The boy would not be as fortunate if such an event were to take place. He
would be vaporized by the instantaneous flash of super heated matter created by link instability. A sizable portion of the city around him would also be destroyed.
Jimmy
knew quite well that thousands of innocent people could be wiped out in the
name of Hyperspacial Science. It was still a relatively new field of study in the year
3015, and it relied heavily on the intuition and sheer talent level of its
purveyors. Jimmy had nerves of steel and it was unlikely for him to fail tonight.
Still, as scientists from ancient times discovered, there are no
known certainties in any Universe; only probabilities - which could be
altered, managed, and bent… but never completely controlled.
“We’ve
got a prime lock. Angelina, run it.”
Angelina
made a few swipes at her control station and unleashed the core of the Fractal
Enhancement Machine. It was a device that existed and functioned in the areas
between and around tangible physical space. It pulsated and bent in and out of
existence within the rhythm and framework of tiny wormholes through space time
that were present in any given setting.
“It’s a
go. Power it down.”
Every fraction-of-a-fraction of a second was extremely critical. The link had to be powered down as soon as reasonably possible.
Every fraction-of-a-fraction of a second was extremely critical. The link had to be powered down as soon as reasonably possible.
“Got
it.”
Jimmy
started running the shut down protocols. Safe link closure was nearly
guaranteed once the final few critical breach points were stabilized. The tense
air in the room began to soften; the surgery team declared this operation as
success.
“What
do you think he’s gonna do with this?” Angelina reflected, some time later.
“Looks promising,” Dominn mused. “We ran a self-awareness pattern. The kid’s
already got a bright future, but if he becomes even vaguely aware of this particular pattern… look out. He may become one of the first clearly defined examples of
exponential mental growth in humans. Unparalleled and consistent learning ability in any given
field… art, science, music, mathematics, literature... He’s going to be producing
Savant level work while simultaneously learning and building onto his
existing core of knowledge. There is no limit.”
“What
comes after Savant, Dominn?”
“I have
no idea.”
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