(I.e. Every reality, gigaverse, EVERYTHING)

Milk: same

so much power can get boring, once you've done the same things over and over and over again

Milk: I know, right?

I've been repeating these same events since existence started. I've been waiting for something new, but each result in the same thing.

Milk: What about me?

Well, you were gonna explain your problems, and compare yourself with me. Seen it all before.

Milk: Did I tell you the time about what's inside me?

Your Soul? Ya. About a few Googol times already.

Milk: Not that.

WOW! FINALLY SOMETHING NEW!

Milk: I don't follow the rules of reality.

Heard that one too a handful of time too nvm

Milk: I only tell you the same thing over and over cause I hope for a different reaction.

I Don't have pores either

Milk: Not in this existence, you don't.

I remember going to an alternate existence, and you were a wine bottle instead of a milk carton.

Milk: So that's why I felt drunk.

After that experience, I killed every version of me except myself.

Milk: Why? I liked the female one.

What you just said is the reason why.

Milk: You do realize I can bring her back.

No. It's impossible. It won't be the same. It will just be a duplicate of me.

Milk: I've done it before, though.

How long ago?

Milk: I did 5 minutes ago, I asked her on a date, it went good, stuff happened. I then reversed time to before I did that, and continued the conversation.

How long did you keep me- her- em- in a reformed timeloop?

Milk: A couple years, why do you ask?

the ONLY part of reality i cannot see

Milk: You wouldn't want to know what went down.

Shit.

Milk: tentacle demons and milk carton hybrids look weird.

Boi

Milk: Hey she was hot

nor do i

Milk: I have proof, I've killed you enough times, then restarted time, I mean-

I've never died. I can be passed out for a few million years, but that's the extent

Milk: I waited eons. Eons of eons.

HA! I REMEMBER NOW! I WENT A FEW RONS WITHOUT FOOD! SO I PASSED OUT UNTIL SOMETHING FUNNY HAPPENED! LIKE WHEN YOU WERE REPLACED WITH A CUBE! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Milk: Not as funny as when I put you in a maid outfit while waiting to see if you would be resurrected.

So that's why I had tattered clothing on, you donkey!

Milk: Cry about it.

I don't have eyes.

Cry out of your tentacles.

Perhaps... Yet, I don't care for anything anymore. Everything good that happened was like a fractured memory, echoing across my mind.

Milk: Well do you wanna know what's in me?

Honestly, I can no longer afford to care.

Milk: Oh. I can use my soul to get rid of most of your memories, so you can still care.

I've tried that too many times. You tried that many times. Look at where we are now.

Milk: My soul is stronger than you, trust me.

I've never gone above 20% of my power.

Milk: My soul has never even bothered actually try to use any percent of my power.

My power doesn't stop at 100%

Milk: My soul's power doesn't have a limit.