Colosal_Breath

History speaks of a famous Genius... a genius who at the start, no adult whished for their child to emanate. 
GORT FAIRBANG. 
That's the name.
He was the son of the current village chief, the son who won awards and even headed out to prestigious schools in a grand manner. 
But one day, a few screws came loose in his head, and he decided to return to the poverty stricken village, throwing away his good cards for the live of nothingness!
Crazy! Crazy!
He must be insane, many concluded. 
But what they didn't know, was that this one-in-a-million-year genius, had returned with one sole mission in mind. 
And that was to SAVE HUMANITY!

Leveling Technology To Save Humanity

The tray of baked goods fell to the ground. Granny Bimto spoke in a daze, her pupils dancing maniacally in an unfocused manner.

"Ahh–" Bimto woke from her stupor, her body still trembling uncontrollably.

She couldn't help it… she couldn't help it.

Tears rolled down the corner of her eyes when thinking of the facing image she had of the young girl she once called her daughter. Clint felt pity for her, helping her to a seat while running her bath soothingly.

It was amazing how the AI in her safety bracelet already noticed her emotional changes. "Master, Master, what's wrong with you? Are you alright, Master? Simon is sad now that Master is sad…"

Facing Ones Demons