"No, this is where its all up to you and your companions here. I'm just a figment of your collective subconscious. Me, and this entire place have just been prettied up to something you can comprehend. Next world you hit, you can just walk away. But if the rest of your companions don't manage to do the job without you, the second the damage to your particular timestream becomes irreparable, you become so much dust. You can't survive never being born, I've just bought you some time. Do with that brief freedom what you wish, Mr. Braddock."
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