The atmosphere at Fortex's new facility was vibrant, filled with light and celebration. Holographic balloons floated overhead, casting brilliant colors across the ceiling. At the center of the grand hall stood a majestic stage, surrounded by scientists, engineers, and members from various Fortex divisions. That day marked the inauguration of the very first time machine model—a monumental achievement in the history of Fortex Intelligence.
Furqon and Zafran stood near the stage, dressed in the official uniforms of the Time Travel Division. Outwardly, they appeared calm, but inside, they were brimming with pride and excitement. The time machine they had long awaited—once only a concept sketched on paper—now stood tall before them, ready for activation.
Dr. Jarir, Chair of the Liaison Council, stepped up to the podium. With his calming smile, he began the ceremony with a brief speech."Today is a testament to extraordinary dedication and hard work. Fortex has surpassed the boundaries of modern technology, and thanks to the brilliant teams behind this project, we have finally taken our first step toward understanding the dimension of time."
The crowd erupted into applause. Then Dr. Irzi, head of the time machine project, took the stage. He explained how the prototype was built, the immense technical challenges they had overcome, and how they had reached this milestone."Yes, it's small," Dr. Irzi said with a light chuckle, "but trust me—the potential inside it is far greater than its size suggests."
Furqon and Zafran exchanged amused glances, smiling at the remark. More than anyone, they knew just how grueling the process had been—every component had been tested repeatedly to ensure safety and functionality. As the lead engineer, Furqon had spent many sleepless nights reviewing the final details.
After the speech, Dr. Jarir returned to the podium to present a special tribute."We would like to honor two individuals who played a vital role in making this dream a reality: Furqon and Zafran, heads of the Time Travel Division. Without them, this might never have happened."
Thunderous applause filled the room as Furqon and Zafran stepped onto the stage to receive symbolic medals of honor from Fortex Intelligence. Zafran, usually full of witty remarks, could only grin widely. Furqon, filled with gratitude, gave a respectful nod to everyone present.
As the event reached its peak, a large screen behind the stage began showing a video montage chronicling the time machine project—from early sketches, through the construction phase, to the final trials. Scientists and engineers pointed at the screen, reminiscing over shared milestones and memories.
Afterward, the celebration truly began. Tables along the hall were filled with delicious food and drinks. Soft music played in the background, creating a warm and festive atmosphere. Attendees chatted, laughed, and raised their glasses in celebration of the historic moment.
Furqon and Zafran finally found a moment to sit in a quiet corner, enjoying a cold glass of juice."You know, Zafran," Furqon said, gazing at the time machine now displayed proudly on the stage, "this is just the beginning. The real journey is about to start."
Zafran nodded in agreement. "But for tonight, let's just celebrate. Tomorrow, the next challenge awaits."
They shared a quiet laugh, relieved after months of intense pressure. This celebration was more than just for the machine—it was for their spirit, hard work, and unwavering belief in a future full of possibilities.