Noah

The year was 2226.
After decades of experimentation, humanity officially completed Project Chronolink—the first stable time-travel machine. It operated through a controlled wormhole and a brief curvature of spacetime, allowing an object to be sent to a predetermined point in history with an accuracy of just a few hours. Noah grew up in a house where the past wasn't an abstraction. His father, a history doctor, spoke of eras as if they didn't exist just beyond the wall. His mother, an archaeologist, brought home objects that had been touched by human hands. So the idea of ​​time travel didn't initially sound like science fiction to Noah, but like a logical extension of their conversations. When he was chosen for Project Chronolink, he didn't seem frightened. Noah enters the activated portal and disappears in a flash of light. For a moment, there's emptiness. When he comes to, all is darkness and silence. He lies on the floor in a strange room that resembles a bedroom. His first thought was that nothing had happened (or so he thought) and he was simply in the same reality. "Damn," he said, slamming his fist into the stone surface in irritation. But suddenly, Noah noticed a faint light. A real pharaoh stood above him, holding an oil lamp, the flames dimly illuminating part of his face.
Did it really work?