𝒢𝑜𝓃𝑒, 𝒢𝑜𝓃𝑒, 𝒢𝑜𝓃𝑒

CHAPTER I.I: Are you an angel?

--TRAVELLING THE MULTIVERSE--

TIP 1: Close your eyes during your first few times travelling through the multiverse. Travellers who tend to forget doing so, usually suffer from headaches, nausea, fever and hallucinations as a result of it. In some cases, this may lead to unconsciousness, or, in the most extreme cases, death.

You knew exactly what the book was when you found it while travelling the tunnels of your new home. In many manuscripts, you'd read about this so-called Liber Omnium Rerum Scientiae, translated to the "Book of Omniscience". During your studies, you'd found yourself fixating on it, trying to find it whenever you could. Who would've thought you'd find it in some old tunnels used by soldiers, instead of a place where it would make sense to find it, that being a temple or something.

Another thing that surprised you was the fact that it was written in modern English, making you assume at first that it was either a copy or a fake. Oddly enough, you haven't found any clear evidence as to why this would be the case, with the same symbol repeating again and again throughout the book, the same symbol that you have found in all those old scriptures, dating back to the Ancient Egyptians. The symbol of a triangle, divided in three areas: one with a D with a cross inside, one with a circle and the letter M, and one with a square that had a small circle inside of a big one in it. The lines dividing these areas met at the simple drawing of a heart.

Whether it's magic or written by a time traveller, you were surprised and immediately excited when you found it in the place you'd chosen to be your new home. The information it holds was interpreted by you to be belief, but considering the device, by the LORS named the Devortuna, worked, it's not just make-belief.

Though, your insistence that it was all just talk was only one of the reasons that you didn't trust the portal at first. Truth is, you're not that good at technology. At all. You're an archaeologist and a history teacher: you focus on the past, not the future. Yeah, you're good at following instructions as they're written down, if not talented at it, but you have no sense for how things actually work. In the end, it was Jared who built the Devortuna in his moments of clarity. Before the apocalypse, he was an ICT teacher and a chemist. He, unlike you, has perfect technological insight, while you just try some buttons.

In a sense, that means Devortuna isn't just a device to you, but also a piece of Jared that will hopefully end up bringing you back to him, with the cure to his illness. That's what you're praying to be the case. That you'll save him. That you'll cure him.

Honestly, you, it's not just Jared you want back. You want your life back. The life before the end, where you could just happily obsess over silly hobbies, with Jared laughing as you passionately would speak about your newest discoveries. You miss teaching your subjects, taking the students on excursions to all kinds of countries and watching them become as interested in your passions as you are.

It's not hard to remember the popularity you and Jared had as a pair at the high school where you taught. Whenever teachers were needed to guide students, whether this was on some excursion or just a day to the museum, the two of you were always put together. Jared always spoke about the beta-sciences, while you focused on the alpha-sciences. To add to this, the both of you were surprisingly good at entertaining the children: Jared with dad jokes, you with personal rants regarding the things they were taught. In some cases, the two of you switched roles, with you constantly making the worst jokes you could think of and Jared going on and on about how he once tried making a nuclear bomb, always making the same children laugh.

The children themselves were outstanding as well, from what you remember. Tommy Innit, for example, a teenage student who was a year younger than his peers and could not stay focused. He had a certain charm to him, almost like a childish excitement for your subject, while he'd be bored out of his mind during Jared's. Jared would always complain how he only stared out of the window, or turned around to talk with the classmate behind him, while you much more admired his enthusiasm, as he'd prefer talking with you about the material, sometimes getting off track.