Desperation, that was all the man felt, if he could just get this right it would change everything. Yet desperation forgoes caution. He ran up the machine again, raising the output to 10%, 20%, then up to 50%. It wasn't enough. He drove his creation further, 80, 90, 100. Still not enough. He overcharged the system causing a small tear in reality. His pride swelled, he just cracked the code, he created an artificial rift! Yet this, this was only the beginning. With a thunderous boom the machine, his masterpiece, failed him. The rift expanded faster than he can react, faster than anyone could. A thunderous shockwave rang through the cosmos as the rift expanded. Bigger, bigger, it now encompassed the planet it started on, yet it grew even bigger. In a fraction of a second the rift grew to encompass the Commonwealth's heartland, and as quickly as it grew it imploded. A release of massive boom resulted, one comparable to the death of a star, rending nearby systems and scorching the remaining planets humanity resided on. Yet that was no concern to those caught in the rift. For they were not just in a different point in space, but in an entirely different reality. Confusion, that was the first thing that spread. Rolling blackouts caused by the rift put the entire Commonwealth on pause, the greatest minds of the Commonwealth scrambled with the government to figure out just what happened. Yet this, nor the Commonwealth's very existence, was relayed to the wider galaxy. For them they simple reported a release of energy not unlike the one caused by the rift's collapse in what is known as Inner Quadrant-4.