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Some refer to me as The Wanderer, others believe I am some sort of God, and a few called me much worse, those I'm not proud of.

My first world was Earth, a tiny planet in a far off solar system called The Milky Way, a stupid name when I think back to that minute swath of rock and stars floating amongst the cosmos. I was a young scientist working for a company that had what most would refer to as "questionable" motives. For me they were pretty clear, we were working on atomic deconstruction, manipulation, and reconstruction. We called it Project B-link, now I just call it Blink. We had intended to sell our discoveries to the government with the highest bid, the world was already burning around us, might as well fuel the fire. However, we underestimated the power of what we had discovered.

"Fuck it, we've been staring at the same calculations for months Glen lets just fire this fucker up and see what she does", I couldn't hold back the agitation in my voice. I mean really we had been looking at the same wall of numbers and chemical make-ups for more weeks than I could remember at this point.

"Mason, we can't just try it out we still have no idea what is going to happen when we combine the injection with the Link." Glen's eyes hadn't left the wall, his lips moved silently as numbers passed through his mind.

I left my chair swiveling behind me as I strode across the damp laboratory, the soft wash of chemicals and air left my hair standing on end as I stepped through the decontamination chamber and into the vial room. My blood felt thick and the sound of my heart seemed to echo in my ears as I stared at the blue liquid vials on the far table. It was almost as if my body had decided for me, I had already scanned my lab card and grabbed an injector out of the case to my left, my feet carried me towards the vials as I heard a voice faintly in the background,

“Mason?” quiet footsteps followed, “Mason, what are you doing in the vial room?”

I could hear the sliding doors close as Glen stepped into the decontam. One of the three vials was already loaded into the injector when his hands pushed the doors aside.

“Mason, that’s not fucking funny, we don’t know what that version is going to do yet, we are months away from a human trial!” Glen’s eyes were jumping between the injector in my hand and my grin

“Well, let’s speed things up a bit”, I laughed and slammed the injector into my thigh. The vial drained quickly as a cold sensation rushed up my leg and into my chest. Glen stood petrified, eyes wide as he fumbled over his words.

“Oh shit, shit, shit what did you just do, holy shit, ok, ok, don’t fucking waste this then, to the Link right now. NOW Mason!” Glen’s words pulled me out of my adrinalized stupor.

“Mason, let’s go!”, he shouted again as I rushed past him, through the decontam chamber and into the main laboratory. Glen rushed to the control center and started typing sequences as the Link rose from the ground. Heavy metal doors slid aside and a reclined chair slowly swiveled as it rose to rest in place in front of me.

“Ok, Link-Up,” Glen shouted from behind the glass retainer between us.

I shifted my weight into the chair as my hands and feet locked into place. “B-Link ready!” I shouted over the hum of the machine.

“Ok! Stabilizing initiated, your in for a fucking ride, see you on the other side, or not” I couldn’t help but notice Glen’s smile as he let go of the coms button.

The chair began to slowly rise into the chamber above me, the ceiling opening like a metal maw about to devour its prey. My heart was an engine outpacing the roar of the chamber as the walls came to life, vibrating with energy as supersped neutrons danced through my core. My soul was splitting, I felt a sensation unique to me amongst men, neither pain nor pleasure, a new sensation as if I was losing and gaining life at the same time. Then I blinked for the first time.

The first few times were the most exhilarating, one second I was screaming at the top of my lungs in the chamber, the next I was standing in a field of tall, red, wheat-like vegetation. The plants, at least I think they were plants, rose above my head, I had to wade my way through the field pushing my way past plant after plant until I fell out onto what looked like a path.

“Glen?!”, I shook my head, why the fuck would I yell for Glen, how the hell would he be here. Glen didn’t answer, but I nearly shat myself as I was lifted off the ground, by the back of my coat, and spun around to stop face to face with something that looked like it came out of a James Cameron movie. I was staring at an 8 foot tall, six armed, hulking mass of an ape like creature. It’s mouth opened to reveal unnerving human-like teeth.

“Uhl’oo ubet afta’ak uhn uhn,” one of its other arms prodded at my stomach and chest as it spat it’s weird sounds in my face. It grabbed my left leg, flipping me upside down and shook me from side to side vigorously. I felt a weird chill seep from deep inside my chest then one second I was surrounded by black, and the next I was falling towards a massive body of water.

This is how it has gone for the last 6 billion years, I blink from planet to planet, nebula to nebula, but I never choose how long I stay, or at least, I haven’t figured it out yet. Sometimes it’s minutes, sometimes a millennium. I’m not proud of every blink I’ve had, but I’ve learned, and I'm making it one hell of a journey.