[ WP ] In 2050 , planet earth is about to be destroyed . Scientists believes humanity needs about 500 to 2000 more years to develop the technology to save the planet . As a solution , one man is sent back in time to teach our ancestors . However , he encounters some resistance ...

In theory I knew exactly what to expect. The reality was a much different story. 
 
 The last thing I remember was the technician, fully clad in a white jump suit and hazard visor, pulling the lever unceremoniously. No one asked if I was ready, or if I was having second thoughts, or if I needed to visit the bathroom one last time. 
 
 One moment I was in the lab, heart rate rising to the crescendo of the coils powering up. The next, the wind was knocked out of me as 5,000 Newtons of force pummeled me from every direction, forcing my eyes shut and every one of my muscles to clench protectively. If I had been able to open my eyes, I would have seen nothing. No darkness, no blackness. Just… nothing. Light itself, as my eyes knew and reacted to it, no longer existed for those moments of infinity spent traversing that most foreign of places. 
 
 But somehow, infinity passed, and my senses gradually began to return. I was left in a state of semi-conscious calm, like the first moments in which you begin to doze off at night. 
 
 Then with a snap, I remembered everything. The mission, the singularity, my life ’ s work, the council. I opened my eyes and bolted upright, suddenly burdened with purpose. The physical weariness I expected was there, but my excitement from surviving and becoming humanity ’ s first successful time traveler overshadowed everything else I was feeling. 
 
 I quickly took stock of my surroundings. A desert landscape surrounded me, but far off in the middle distance was a cluster of structures the color of sand. Beyond that, almost blending in perfectly with the clear midday sky, was a richly colored sea. Everything had been meticulously planned up until this point, and I seemed to at least be in the right part of world. 
 
 A small notification flashed on my HUD ’ s periphery: 
 
 **Year: ** 40 B.C.E. 
 **Place: ** Alexandria, Egypt 
 **Objective: ** Save the Royal Library of Alexandria from burning. 
 
 I had ten years to accomplish one of three things: Stop a Roman invasion, divert a Roman invasion, or completely relocate tens of thousands of tomes and scrolls to a safe location. Suddenly, what little preparation I had seemed paltry in comparison to the task that lay before me. But I was steeled with the knowledge that my life ’ s work was the reason I was here. My research into certain phenomena made such a miraculous journey possible. 
 
 Too bad it was also that very same research which caused the horrific, planet-swallowing singularity which made such a journey necessary to begin with. Either way you look at it, I was the one who had to fix it. 
 
 Time to get to work. 

