As an ability, you were given the power of time travel. Of course you’re going to abuse that. I mean what’s the worst that can happen? … A lot, but that doesn’t matter.

You open a portal that leads to a completely different era, stepping through and looking around. It’s atleast a couple hundred years in the past, so— wait. Is that who you think it is? Fyodor Dostoyevsky, in the past? The man’s tied to a wooden pole, pitchforks raised all around him. He looks… exactly the same.