EIS said, "Good morning Wilbur, it is time to get up."

I was still tired so I didn't want to get out of bed. I opened my eyes and my bedroom was slowly fading away. A cloud of programmable nanites had begun changing my room, my studio room, from the bedroom into the living room. My beautiful bed and pillow transformed under me and I was on a couch.

"Stupid nanites betray me," I said as billions of molecular robots changed re-arranged themselves into my living room from my bedroom. I looked at the clock on the wall which showed it was 7:30 on July 23rd, 2053. I am 27 years old with a birthday in 3 days. Underneath my clock was my calendar notes. Today I get to find out if I can make my character in my pocket dimension work in this dimension. I swung myself into a sitting position as my sheets flowed off of me. Suddenly I was awake and excited.

"EIS why didn't you tell me today was the day?" Annoyance was in my voice.

"I told you it was time to get up. Now that you are up, you can prepare yourself to enter your next world. I copied the specs on your dimensional portal simulator." said EIS, the Evolutionary Intelligence System. It was the ultimate computer in that it possessed the total of all the subjects of human knowledge. It was super artificial intelligence, it was the singularity and it cost about 200,000 dollars. It made me a machine that created a dimensional portal to a superhero pocket dimension. As far as I knew, it was the only one.

"Is it safe yet?" I asked.

"So far I calculate you have a 97% probability of surviving the transition. I am still working on that but it is a far cry from the 27% chance that we began with." EIS was ever hopeful. Once it reached 100% chance of survival we would open it to the human beings and the AIs that made up the human race. We would all be able to enter other worlds.

I wanted something more though. I wanted to permanently change into my character from the other world. I wanted the superpowers from that world to be mine in this one. I wanted to be a superhuman here. That was my first true objective.

I went to the bathroom and splashed cold water on my face. I then said, "kitchen," and I walked into a newly forming kitchen which was a wall with a food preparer in it. I pulled out a plate of pancakes and sausage that EIS created for me.

The living area transformed into a dining area within seconds. I sat and ate my meal in silence. A thought occurred to me from nowhere. What was up with that rock or whatever that entered our solar system.

"EIS what was that thing my mother was mentioning last night? It was about something entering our solar system at high speed. It would reach us in four months or something." I said.

"Seven months Wilbur, it will pass by Earth's planetary system in seven months. I am in contact with the EIS systems on the asteroid miners, sensors from there are collecting knowledge on it now but not much is known."

"They should send out a probe," I said.

"The EIS systems agree with you, there are over a thousand EIS copies out there and they have the industrial nanomass systems out there so they have created a probe and sent it out although the probe is slow. However, there are photos."EIS said before rearranging the wall molecules into a huge screen.

The thing didn't look like an asteroid. It looked like a huge metal oval covered with protrusions. I said, "what am I looking at?"

"That's the question Wilbur, the one that neither EIS continuum nor humanity can yet answer."

"Do you think it can be aliens EIS?"

"We hope not because if it is, that thing is one and a half the size of the moon." I paled. I didn't know what to say. In 7 months we would be feeling tidal waves and a lot of other problems caused by such a huge object passing close to our world.

"This could be bad," I told EIS.

"Yes, it could be. That's why it may be good to have another place to go to," said EIS, " but that is not the thing we need to be focusing on now. I have recalculated what is needed to change you on your return from Hero Land to Earth. When are you going to change the name of your pocket universe?"

"Not what we need to focus on EIS. We may be looking at an extinction-level event. We could all die," I said.

"We have two places to go to survive this and seven months to prepare. This dimensional portal is one while the other is the sea that is it for options."

"What about cloud cities?" I asked.

"We don't have the tech," said EIS.

After a moment of thought, I decided that it was time to go back. I said, "open a portal to Hero Land please."

"I can do that or I can create another pocket universe, one that can alter you and this base universe so that your powers would manifest here. You would interface with it like you would a standard game. It will be able to hold 7000 people before ending. But it can alter those people in such a way that they will have whatever superpowers they create and level on Hero Land."

"What about the other billions of people on Earth," I asked.

Silence.

"You can do this now EIS?"

"Wilbur just give me the word," EIS said.

"Yes please EIS, do it," and with that, the left wall of my one-room turned into a huge computer center. I waited and within minutes a portal came to be.

"Then prepare for character generation and synchronization," said EIS. A portal appeared in front of my computer system which in turn vanished. I stood and walked into the portal. There was an aroma of pecans before I found myself in the center of a grass field. The only thing in this field aside from myself was an old man with a bushel of white hair and a long beard.

"Hello Wilbur, I am a manifestation of the system. I am an EIS clone. Welcome to the character creation system," the old man took out a blue pill and handed it to me saying, "this will elicit your physical statistics though there will be a little pain."

I took the pill and the pain. It was worse than any pain I felt in my life, and that included when I crushed both my legs in a car accident. My idiot friend, the driver, switched from autonomous to manual and promptly crashed. After a few seconds of pain, I blacked out.