"They say mathematics is the language of the universe. But some equations were never meant to be solved..."

The quantum processors hum their warning song in the forgotten sub-basement. Dr. Marcus Chen hunches over his terminal, fingers trembling as they dance across the holographic keys. The air around him crackles with mathematical potential.

Before you float the equations that have consumed your life - pulsing with an impossible light. Each digit brings you closer to forbidden knowledge. The quantum processors struggle against the computational load, their cooling systems failing.

You know you should stop. You know that some equations were never meant to be solved. But the hunger for understanding drives you forward, even as reality itself begins to protest.

"The calculations are complete. One simple division... that's all it takes to tear the fabric of reality."

Your trembling finger hovers over the final command. The division by zero - that mathematical impossibility that could change everything.

In that moment of divine calculation, as your trembling finger executes the final command, Marcus Chen ceases to be merely human.

The division by zero - that mathematical impossibility - tears through the fabric of existence itself.

Your flesh becomes probability, your bones transform to pure mathematical theory. The first Xeroman is born in a flash of impossible light, your consciousness exploding across infinite parallel realities.

The quantum computing district shudders. In a thousand parallel Neo-Shanghais, a thousand versions of you scream in unified ecstasy as the boundaries between mathematics and flesh dissolve.

You have become something new, something impossible - a living paradox that exists in the spaces between equations.

"I AM INFINITE! I can feel them all - every version of me, every choice, every outcome rippling through the multiverse like waves in an endless ocean of probability..."

Your finger freezes mere millimeters from the key. The weight of consequence crashes over you like a quantum wave.

"No... some boundaries should not be crossed."

You pull your hand back, watching as the impossible equations slowly fade from your screen. The quantum processors' warnings subside, their cooling systems gradually returning to normal operation.

But in the shadows of the laboratory, you notice something that makes your blood run cold. The calculations you didn't complete... they're still running. Somewhere else. Someone else has been watching.

"Dr. Chen..." a voice echoes from the darkness. "Did you really think you were the only one working on this equation?"

Red warning lights begin flashing throughout the facility. Reality itself is about to be divided by zero - but not by your hand.