Stuck in a primitive universe

The first sign something had gone wrong was when your entire workshop exploded. Colors that shouldn't have been possible engulfed everything in sight and you could feel the energy of the Beyond seeping into reality through the now expanding eruption of chaotic power. The waves of energy washed against your body and only due to the Archive did you survive the first moments of this absolute disaster. As you foundered in a sea of energy that was slowly but surely turning into a paradox bomb waiting to explode, you attempted to remember if you had anything that might get you out of this mess.

Just when you were about to consider trying to upload your mind and soul to the Archive and hope that another Artificer or other empowered person might one day revive you, you found something that had survived with you in this soup of chaos. One of your first inventions, crude and primitive compared to what masteries you were now able to construct, but it had survived what had destroyed everything else. As you turn it over in your hands you find that it was your first prototype teleportation system, built before you had understood the true power of the Archive and riddled with flaws that now were simply disgusting.

But, you shook yourself free from the examination of the flaws of the device for it was your only chance of getting out of this mess, and with a push of a button it triggered and promptly consumed itself. 'Well, fuck' went through your mind as it simply added to the swirling maelstrom of energy in the room and even worse the energy now had a path. If you weren't going to die from the energy, a Psion would be coming along to shut you down or worse an Enforcer would be sent to contain the danger.

Then the energy did just what you knew it would do and combusted, imploded, ceased to exist, created, unmade and more that a human even one such as you simply couldn't understand without special effort. Yet, the energy wrapped around you and with a sickening moment of total disorientation, you found yourself slamming into hard metal.

Time and Location for the quest
[] Citadel prior to Humanity's contact. 2120 CE to be precise
[] Eden Prime as Saren is attacking
[] Citadel during Cerberus' assault

How powerful of an Artificer are you
[] Rank
-[] choose a number that is 1 to 10 for general power with 10 being highest
[] Name - write in
[] Male
[] Female

AN: This is a fairly short introduction that is mostly there to set things up. This quest is going to be very narrative in nature with only 1 roll per update or event that doesn't have modifiers but the items that you have make stuff better for you.
I will post a full description of this later.
Regarding gender vote, I have no experience with writing female characters