The Main Character

Everyday, the gods are working hard to create life. Every single piece of life is created by them, and no one can comprehend what it means. Every piece right down to the amino acids combined to create deoxyribonucleic acid, all within a double helix. Thousands of gods with insurmountable power. Creating personalities and lifespans of animals, plants, Homosapiens, and life that is beyond our understanding.

The chances of life alone are so small and rare, that the gods can only do so much at a time. And yet everything is unique in its goal and purpose. The gods inscribing and detailing each individual a section at a time, all before they join the world they fit into.

The gods with all this higher levels of power, overlooking existence in all places of all universes, have continued doing their job for millions upon millions of years and yet it is unknown by all. Well it was all unknown, but what story would I be telling now?

On the planet Cronax, inhabited by Maetheians there is a research team I work on, delving into what deoxyribonucleic acid does and means, and asking questions about why it is ordered the way it does and what it does on an individual level. This team has all the technology we need, with some of the most advanced technology ever established. I’m on the brink of a huge discovery. The answers to the questions being asked, discovered by this hustling handsome legend, Flurk also known as me.

One day in the year 2074, I cracked the code quite literally; the deoxyribonucleic acid code. Studying the form of it for many, many years with the greatest technology and fellow scientists trying to find out what it all means. I made the biggest breakthrough of universal discovery ever. I slowly stand from my desk as the screen in front of me displays answers I never thought to be true. I’m pretty shocked I was able to solve life’s greatest puzzle.

“What am I looking at?”, my jaw dropped and gaped open in excited shock.

A few of my colleagues gathered around to see my screen for themselves, hovering behind my back and breathing down my neck. An incredible discovery. Deoxyribonucleic acid is written into our life journeys. Everyone celebrated with me, soon after returning to their own work and using the techniques I used and documented along the way, so all could be recreated to the best of the team’s ability. Notes were passed around the laboratory.

Alone and able to release a sigh of relief and accept the data clearly displayed on my monitor, I began tracing from the start of the helix. I have to check for myself that I have in fact cracked the code. I used my own deoxyribonucleic acid as we do not have access to research participants and were faced with the moral dilemma of our studies. Amino acid #1: conceived into the world; Aaum, Cronax. Amino acid #2: creation of life and personality and becoming a being. I scroll through each amino code carefully and compare it to the elements of my life I have already lived, from his upbringing to his parents up until today. Amino acid code #1,396,885: the answer to deoxyribonucleic acid. This exact moment.

I had seen so much already about my own life, now I had to ask myself whether to continue or leave it alone. To see how it all ends for me, or not.

Sweat runs down my head uncontrollably. The pressure to see what my greater purpose in life is, or to wait and see when it played out when the time was right. I could throw the rest of my timeline off-track and bring events on earlier than anticipated by the gods that created me. For research, how could I not keep diving into it? This deoxyribonucleic acid method can become the way of the future for doctors to diagnose their patients and give them a timeframe to live, it could give struggling youth clarity on what direction their lives will take and give them hope for their futures. Families will be able to make necessary arrangements prior to births and deaths.

My closest friend Beegin notices me staring distantly at the screen, not moving my mouse as I sit weighing up my options. I almost did not see Beegin in my peripheral vision as my attention was inwards as the thoughts of morality raced through my mind.

“You doing okay, Flurk?” a concerned Beegin approaches my desk. “I know it is not easy to make this decision. We are all using our own deoxyribonucleic acid for these tests. You will know what feels right, the code will have the answer whether you peak or not” Do not stress, you will know in your heart.”

Beegin gives a comforting smile, squeezes his shoulder, and returns to his desk. Not necessarily back to work, but to give me some space to pull myself back together. He held his glaze on me for another second, not too long to make me uncomfortable but enough to reassure he had my back with my final decision.

I sit with Beegin’s words for a moment. Long enough to process it all and inhale a few deep breaths, eyes closed. My heart did speak true for what he wanted to do – For research, I rationalise the next scroll I make further down the list. I entered this work to understand deoxyribonucleic acid in living organisms. I need to accept my vulnerabilities in order to publish my scientific papers on this research. I need to be able to accept all my life has marked out ahead of me.

Amino acid #1,396,887: looking ahead of his own timeline.

Wait a second, what is the code before this?

Flurk scrolls ever so slightly up, #1,396,886: Beegin’s pep talk in a moment of true friendship.

Hours pass by and the laboratory is long abandoned into the long hours of nightfall, my colleagues have retreated home for the day.

I can not look away from the list of events and occurrences that will happen for the rest of my lifetime, ensuring that detailed and adequate notes are taken through the process of scrolling. Then he comes along #1,402,073: come into contact with an alien species, I murmur under my breath to the echo of the empty laboratory. There is other life out in the universe, but where?

I guide my attention from taking notes on deoxyribonucleic acid to patterns to the location ‘Earth’, millions of lightyears away with an alien species referred to as ‘Homosapiens’.

This news is huge, perhaps even more than my newest breakthrough earlier today.

We aren’t alone! I exclaim with confused glee. Who can I call in to share this news with? Everyone already left and the work day begins again in a mere four and a half hours. Maybe I can take notes for now and continue reading through the rest of the code. I will have plenty to share with them when morning arrives.

I keep reading to see that us Maetheians wage a war against the Homosapiens, #1,403,001. Well, it does not state who starts the war within my own deoxyribonucleic acid, but I do lead the fight against them with our Maetheian army.

I write intensive notes on all my findings until the final amino acid is listed, #1,899,562: Death. Death soon after conquering Mars and the Martians, a few months after the war on Earth with their people.

I have all this research, but now I need participants to test my theory and see how accessible it is. I want to know if I can repeat the research of my own deoxyribonucleic acid on other Maetheians and it was not a fluke that I could read my own data so clearly on my computer screen.

I wonder how my head has not exploded from all this information at once. I know everything about my life to come, nothing is unpredictable anymore. I have all my own life answers.

The next workday was in full swing and I could not contain my excitement of the findings I found during the night, buzzing with caffeine to keep me awake. My colleagues sat silently as I explained everything I discovered. I wanted so badly to plan an expedition to visit ‘Earth’ and greet these humans, while preparing for the worst.