AlEx the Alkimist U163S

Science had already provided so much luxury to the world, but had failed to protect adSpace. AlEx knew he could save adSpace. This was it, if this didn't work then maybe nothing would. AlEx would have to find some sort of alternative universe if this experiment failed. His "colleagues" scoffed at his one eye'd PPE choice, but the broken monacle had done its job. He felt relaxed, serene, he knew he was on the right path. All that mattered was the perfect amount of his latest formula. All that mattered was the Graph. That last explosion numbed his face, he couldn't quite stop drooling.