Omni-Bracelet

Human history has always been marked by the pursuit of power and wealth, often embodied by the relentless desire for gold. This fever, known as the Gold Rush, saw men chase after riches, sometimes stumbling upon fortune, but more often losing themselves in the process. However, the gold of the modern world was not metal, but ideas—concepts that could transform industries and control lives.

The Omni-bracelet was one such idea.

The summer heat of 2017 hung heavy over Sacramento, air thick with the scent of sun-scorched asphalt. Inside a cluttered garage, Jake, a wiry young man with intense focus, wiped the sweat from his brow. He leaned over a workbench strewn with wires, parts, and metal rings, each connected by a series of fine lasers. Rings of iron wrapped around his arm, connected by micro-lasers, which could project 3D holograms. It was rough, but it worked. He had been working on this for years—an Omni-tool inspired by his childhood obsession with Mass Effect game.

Jake stood back, eyes flickering with anticipation. With a flick of his wrist, a faint hum emanated from the bracelet, and a shimmering orange blade projected from his hand. He slashed it through the air, watching as it cut clean through the wooden table in front of him. The wood split like butter, a sharp, satisfying crack echoing through the garage. His invention was powerful, but difficult to control. 

The power surged unexpectedly. The blade wobbled, then flickered. A sudden force blasted him backward. Jake hit the ground hard, sliding across the garage floor. His head spun, and the world around him blurred.

It was then that fate intervened.

Outside, the streets were still buzzing with heat. Michael Goldman, a young man with slicked-back hair and an air of frustration, stormed down the sidewalk. He had just had another argument with his father—about the family business, about his future, about everything. It felt like the suffocating weight of expectations had followed him into adulthood, and today, he couldn’t take it anymore.

He happened to be passing by. Seeing Jake, sprawled on the ground, Michael stopped in his tracks. What really caught his attention was the glowing device wrapped around Jake’s arm—the Omni-bracelet. He stared as the device flickered back to life, projecting a new holographic shape—a fan blade, spinning faster than his eyes could follow. The sheer power it generated was unbelievable.

His breath hitched as Jack crashed into him.

Michael’s instincts kicked in. He extended a hand to help Jake up. Dust and grime coated them both, but Michael’s mind was already racing ahead of the moment.

“You alright?” Michael asked, brushing himself off.

Jake winced, rubbing his head, still dazed. “Yeah. Just a little… unexpected.”

Michael’s eyes flicked back to the bracelet, the holograms it produced fading in and out like ghosts. “What is that?”

Jake smiled faintly. “It’s an Omni-tool. Well, kind of. Something I’ve been working on for a while.”

Michael’s grin widened, his mind already piecing together a bigger picture. “You have no idea what you’ve got here, do you?”

Jake shrugged, his gaze falling back to the ground. “Just a project.”

“Not just a project,” Michael said, voice tinged with excitement. “This is something huge. We could turn this into something… unstoppable.”

Jake blinked, processing the stranger’s words. “We?”

Michael nodded, his business instincts already taking hold. “I’ve got connections. We can get this out of your garage and into the world. Mass production, marketing, investors—you name it. This thing could change the world.”

The two sat down on the curb outside, talking for hours. Jake, the quiet inventor, lost in his dream of future tech, and Michael, the ambitious entrepreneur, eager to turn that dream into reality.

Weeks passed, and Michael brought in engineers, programmers, and designers. The garage buzzed with life as the project expanded, transforming Jake’s rough prototype into a polished, marketable device. Under Michael’s direction, the Omni-bracelet was rebranded, slimmed down into a sleek polished aluminum band that would fit on anyone’s wrist—a symbol of futuristic elegance.

The tension between Jake and Michael simmered beneath the surface as they worked. Michael’s charm and business savvy had brought in investors, money, and resources, but Jake couldn’t shake the feeling that his creation was slipping out of his control.

One night, after a particularly heated argument, Michael made his move.

“We’ve got investors coming tomorrow,” Michael said, his voice steady, but his eyes cold. “And they want to hear from someone who knows how to sell this thing.”

Jake’s brow furrowed. “I built it. I should be there.”

Michael leaned in, his smile sharp and cold. “This isn’t just about building something. It’s about selling it. You wouldn’t get that.”

The next morning, Jake arrived at the office to find his access revoked. His name, erased from the company records. The Omni-bracelet was no longer his. It belonged to Michael now.

Jake was offered a payout—a paltry sum compared to what the device would make in the coming months. With nothing left to fight for, Jake walked away, a bitter taste in his mouth, leaving the Omni-bracelet and his dreams behind.

In 2022, the world watched in awe as the Omni-bracelet hit the market. The sleek aluminum band, no longer resembling the crude metal rings Jake had designed, became the hottest gadget of the year. It could do everything—connect people, manage finances, control homes. A small piece of technology that held the power of the world at your wrist. It wasn’t just a gadget; it became a necessity, woven into the fabric of daily life for millions of people. The term “Omni,” meaning “all,” was fitting—this bracelet could control almost everything.

Michael Goldman stood at the helm of this technological empire, his name splashed across every news outlet. He had taken Jake’s vision and turned it into a global phenomenon.

The Omni-bracelet became an integral part of modern society, used for everything from payments to personal security, and even access to restricted areas. It seemed there was no limit to what this small device could achieve. The Omni-bracelet had become more than a gadget—it had become a way to monitor, to influence, to manipulate.

But while Michael thrived, Jake faded into the shadows. He disappeared from public view, leaving behind nothing but whispers and rumors. Some said he had gone into hiding, bitter and broken. Others claimed he was working on something even greater. But the world, consumed by the success of the Omni-bracelet, had forgotten the young inventor who had once dreamed of changing it.

As the years passed, the Omni-bracelet became even more—it became a symbol of control. People couldn’t live without it, and those who owned the technology had the power to influence and manipulate on a global scale. What began as an invention driven by vision had become a tool of surveillance and control, shaping lives without anyone realizing the extent of its reach.