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40 billion years, stuck in this hellhole then 14 thousand extra years stuck hopping through hell of never being left alone hopping through time with only my wife to help and its all lead up to this, a way to return, returning to 1997 the year we were send to the void when we were in grade 9 of junior high school. When I was the opposite of popular and rose, my wife was ridiculing me for being the poorest person in school. We had built rings that would stabilize our time travel. We looked at each other and leap headfirst into the past bringing our fusion powered pistols with us.