People aren't static entities. Everything that happens to you, every choice you make, it defines who you are and changes the person you become. There are infinite timelines with billions of copies of you in them, but you're the only one that has your unique experiences. It doesn't matter if they're good or bad, or if you remember them or not, they still shaped you into the person you are today.
That's why it matters.
[There's certainty in his voice, like this is something he's thought long and hard about in the past. Being so well-versed in timetravel helps to put some things in perspective. Even the parts of his life that he despises and regrets, if he removed them then he'd certainly become a different person as a result. He used to think of that as a good thing, but...]
If no one experienced hardships... perhaps they'd become selfish or ungrateful. They wouldn't be able to appreciate the value of what they have.
[ he's able to accept this, somehow - even if he knows he doesn't really have a reason to agree, there's a feeling at the back of his mind that it seems right. it would seem right, because maybe, in some other world, he was not like this. but then, what kind of person would they be?
he holds out a hand in front of him, a black prism floating above his palm before it silently shatters into small crystalline fragments and fades away ]
I felt a lot of pain.
[ he had, once. he doesn't feel it now, but he remembers how it felt like. ]
I don't want that... to happen to other people who don't deserve it.
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That's why it matters.
[There's certainty in his voice, like this is something he's thought long and hard about in the past. Being so well-versed in timetravel helps to put some things in perspective. Even the parts of his life that he despises and regrets, if he removed them then he'd certainly become a different person as a result. He used to think of that as a good thing, but...]
If no one experienced hardships... perhaps they'd become selfish or ungrateful. They wouldn't be able to appreciate the value of what they have.
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he holds out a hand in front of him, a black prism floating above his palm before it silently shatters into small crystalline fragments and fades away ]
I felt a lot of pain.
[ he had, once. he doesn't feel it now, but he remembers how it felt like. ]
I don't want that... to happen to other people who don't deserve it.