When Charles Darwin finally completed his life's greatest work, On the Origin of Species, he waited twenty-three years to publish it. That's roughly the life expectancy of a man in the fourteenth century, for scale. It took a mediaeval lifetime to contemplate whether or not the disruption to mankind's way of life was truly worth it.
When Leonidas Archibald Agglesfield found the missing 95 per cent of the universe, however, he neglected to apply the same degree of contemplation. From Socrates to Descartes, perhaps the question that has pestered mankind the most is: What makes us human? Are we human because we think or because we feel? Are we humans made in the image of the one true God? Or have we fashioned God in our image to imbue ourselves with the power to determine our own fate and immortality?
What Leonidas found... was not what he had bargained for. And as a Doctor of Dark Matter, his findings did not disappoint. God would be joining the black rhino on the endangered species list. And while that was precisely what Leonidas Archibald Agglesfield had thought he wanted... he had no idea of the ramifications.
There are forces that we might have once thought to be outside of our control. But perhaps we're capable of more than we think. And sometimes what we need the most... has a way of finding us instead.
