Dr. Valentine's Very Good Day

"Victor Valentine was a talented man.

To be more specific, Victor Valentine was the most talented man.

From creating the grand unified theory of physics, to unifying algebra and geometry, to pioneering the now all-encompassing field of electro-hydro-quantum-neutrino-physics, his genius could be felt reverberating throughout the universe. Unfortunately...

Victor Valentine was a dissatisfied man.

I mean, of course he was! Would you not be bored after 300 years of continued existence? Immortality was a fun project that Victor worked on in his spare time, but who knew it would turn out to be so exhausting?

I mean, sure, Victor had understood everything, but now there was nothing left to understand!

Then, Victor had a brillithoughtght, even for him. Enough of all of this 'order' in the universe! Having discovered all of the rules that make the multiverse tick, it's only natural that I try to break them! Only natural.

And he succeeded! He finally found something he didn't understand! He broke the unbreakable rules!

He saw something. Something that shouldn't have existed! Something that didn't conform to the laws that Victor discovered.

It sang to him, its sickening visage sinking into itself, its presence in reality tearing the spacetime around it asunder, and it was beautiful!

It was a melody of madness. The bone-like crunch of collapsing reality sounded like a beautiful song to Victor. A song of rebirth, of madness, and of a new truth!

Unfortunately, this non-existent thing didn't seem pleased that it existed and quickly disappeared.

But that melody, that beautiful madness that Victor witnessed would never leave him now. Not after he finally discovered something that gave him meaning!

So he kept experimenting. Who cares if I'm tearing apart the world!? The holes in reality can fix themselves! This multiverse is nothing compared to it! I will hear that melody again!

And he did!

For the remaining 14 seconds the concept of sound survived.

He quickly realised the cause of this sudden silence.

Reality probably didn't appreciate all of the 'forceful restructuring' that he had been doing, and was most likely about to imminently collapse.

And alongside that collapse, anything that belonged to 'reality' would disappear with it.

Now he wasn't particularly worried about the other humans (they were already dead), but he was in quite a conundrum.

He needs to stop being 'real' or else reality is going to swallow him whole!

Now, where would our dashing protagonist find something so abhorrent that even reality itself couldn't sink its greasy fingers into it?

Something so utterly wrong that only the smartest and most insane scientist in the history of the multiverse could even stand to look at it.

...

Oh yeah!

So he jumped right on in, and woke up next to you, dear audience!"

After finishing up the story of his triumphant escape from the reality that he destroyed, Victor looked at his audience, expecting his (well-earned) cheers and shouts of "Encore! Encore!"

His audience was (rudely) too busy losing their minds due to his anomalous presence slowly oozing into their brains to utter any praise, but it's the thought that counts!

Quickly averting his attention from the soon-to-be screaming lunatics he calls his audience, the scientist scans his surroundings with a faint smile on his face.

"This reality looks far too... normal? To be this real after a stage R-XII reality restructuring event, I might just be be the luckiest madman to ever destroy reality!

Not everything is quite the same however, look at all of these strange high-dimensional shapes convulsing all around us!

Hmmm... perhaps I should ask a native what these things are!"

Valentine spun on his heels and walked towards who he assumed to be the sanest out of the group that was unlucky enough to be in the general vicinity when he fell out of that fissure in reality, a white-bearded man and well-groomed man, dressed in steampunk-era attire.

"You, dear boy! Tell me, why all of the higher-dimensional manifolds everywhere?"

The semi-sane man turned to the eldritch horror now addressing him and spoke, "D-Do y-you mean the laws, Great One?"

Victor, hearing of something he didn't understand, suddenly grew a beaming smile on his face, "Laws, you say? Do you mean to say that laws can be reduced into these simple shapes?"

Desperate to appeal to Victor, the man quickly spoke "Y-yes, they are laws, Great One, they can only be sensed by certain people can, y-you see? P-People like you and I. T-they are strange things, they can't be predicted, see? We can only guess at w-what shapes t-they should make in certain situations, and change reality through recreating those shapes."

Hearing this, Victor was appaled. "Young man, are you telling me that you cant even visualise a simple 13-dimensional shape? You should be ashamend of yourself!", Victor smirked, "Look, since I'm feeling generous today, I'll give you a simple lecture in unit-3 of my course on electro-hydro-quantum-neutrino-physics entitled 'analysing the formulae of higher-dimensional shapes', we'll start by drawing the shape currently convulsing in that grass over there! From some simple analysis, we can understand that it is just a matter of..."

As Victor spoke, he dabbed a small branch in some conveniently available blood that was produced by the rest of the convoy, who are currently busy clawing their eyes out. Placing the branch to the ground, he traced out the formula that described the shape rotating in the grass.

"Now this may be slightly sloppy, I'm sure even I would need a couple of years to perfect this formula, it is quite a beautiful shape! However..."

Before Victor even finished talking, he felt a wave of mental fatigue wash over him, and the ground tremble underneath him.

Grass sprouts began to rapidly grow all over the ground, the bodies of the madmen, as well as the well-dressed steampunker.

The sprouting grass spilt the remaining blood of the entire group, leaving nothing but a group of howling former humans, and a delighted scientist.

Not a speck of grass was found on Vicor as if it were afraid to go near him.

"Oh, I have a feeling that I'm going to really like this new reality!"