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| Yup. You're me from the future. | |
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| And here we are again, stranded in the past, but now there are two of us from alternate timelines. | |
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| You know what this means? It means the multiple worlds theory of quantum physics is true. You didn't change the future. You just created alternate timelines. | |
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| Wow, you're quite the know-it-all. Since you're my past self, I was worried that I couldn't kill you without killing myself, but I guess that's not a problem. | |
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| And I don't have to worry about expiring shortly afterward if I kill you. So bring it on, Captain Cock. This world is too small for the two of us. | |
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