I told her how I’d found her body and sworn to avenge her. How I’d learned I could change the past and sworn to protect her. How I’d changed the past. How I’d done it again and again, changing the past and failing to protect her and letting her die, changing it and letting her die, changing it and letting her die—killing █████, killing █████, killing █████, killing others for my own convenience, killing myself, becoming █████, becoming █████, advancing like light, using █████, consuming countless parallel worlds strictly for my own sake, running away from any that weren’t convenient to me, again and again and again and again, repeated in infinite worlds.