[ WP ] A man discovers a mathematical code while doing homework that gives him ultimate power

‘ Forget about it, ’ said Neil. ‘ This is hopeless. ’ 
 
 The room fell silent for a couple more minutes. It didn ’ t feel like talking back to Neil. He was too peculiar of a character. 
 
 ‘ You know, I have no clue. I just have no clue. I swear to God… ’ 
 
 Somewhere high above, God pretended to be absolutely deaf as Neil cursed the foundations of the earth on which he was now standing with phrases more fitting for a whaling ship captain than a second-year mathematics student. Everything went silent again. 
 
 Neil stood up and walked around the table. A window in a desperate need of cleaning was barely letting through enough sunlight to illuminate the papers. Dust floated in the air much the same way smoke hangs around in bad fanfiction. Neil was miserable. 
 
 In his life, there had been many problems, big, small, and somewhere in-between. Neil liked to classify them by rank and size. Set theory, however, did not fall on the spectrum, being an ever-present nightmare that was so far off the scale it was hard to place it with any certainty. 
 
 What made it worse was that set theory had its own logic and its own rules. The logic was madness and the rules were fake, Neil was certain, but he could sense there was something. There was definitely something. Perhaps it was the metallic taste of death he felt every time he looked at the phrase “ complex numbers ”. 
 
 He just could n't place his finger on it. 
 
 And today he was so close he could almost feel the thread of mathematical thought slip through his hands and trail away, mocking him. He was always one step behind. Set theory was winning. 
 
 ‘ Screw it, ’ he whispered. It was time to get going anyway. The exam was not going to write itself. 
 
 He made one last desperate circle around the room and opened the door to the kitchen. In front of him was a small hill of a desk. Neil blinked. A small ball of dust floated above his head. Neil blinked again. The ball was still there. 
 
 He stepped forward. Above him, a huge cathedral-sized window was letting through huge cathedral-sized shards of light. Neil swore to himself quietly, suddenly afraid to disturb the silence. 
 
 ‘ Hello? Anybody there? ’ 
 
 The room didn ’ t answer. At this point, it was quite certain that there was something wrong with Neil. For starters, he was too small. 
 
 Neil ran to the desk, and then made his way across the room to the bigger version of the door he just walked through seconds ago. It felt solid. Menacingly solid. He pushed it. 
 
 With a creak mixed in with Neil ’ s curses to the heavens, the door swung on its hinges, opening up into a valley of a study room. 
 
 The dark brown mountain towered high above Neil. A cloud of dust had the look of a hundred small sheep prepared to rain oblivion on a traveler. Light was falling with the heaviness of a truck of bricks. 
 
 Neil looked around in disbelief and sat down. He was definitely going to be late for his test. 
 
 Far above, God smiled. He alone knew the rules, and he didn ’ t care enough to explain them to a human, even if a human was capable of making perfect fractals.
