Quint Hayes woke up in the same area as the past 3 years just getting out of a chair would already cause a storm of dust and he sighs and looked at his creation and reminisces everything leading to the things in his life and what he wanted
Quint could be could one of the smartest people on earth but he would always want to make things that seemed impossible and no one ever supported him as his parents had died when he was young and adults would only laugh at his ideas and he started to dream of a world where no one would think he was crazy and he could make things with no limit
But that was just a dream but reality was crueler because all he was right now was just above the poverty of line and barely getting a meal every 3 days and had even started using himself for experiments
Quint finally gave and decided to make only one more invention and decided on something he did not have much hope on as he realized the situation he was in life and worked a device to cause a mess up in time
He did hope to get anything from making it instead he just wanted to be able to do anything special in life so he worked in a small wooden shed for 3 years and would have the same sight he would see just a messy, nearly broken desk and a small white black to sleep on the cracked floor and was finally done the only meaningful left in his life and tested it and everything around him suddenly stopped and he thought he had succeeded but, everything messed up
Quint's body started to feel pain everywhere as if he was being attacked from all sides and realized that It would be impossible as he would not be able to handle it and was filled with regrets about his life but the surprising thing was that he did regret a single bit about his creations but instead how he could not make more
He wished that if there was a way for him to live again he would want to live in a world where he could make his creations without problems like resources and time and his mind then went black