Newsflash, dickhole: You and Fives could literally wish for a planet made of cupcakes and stars where a billion of your non-existent people get to live in peace. You could magically wish for all those people born into slavery to be the beneficiaries of an effective peace process, or to zap those million million people into a different, nicer universe with a cool policy of galactic refugees.

Instead, two fucking assholes who never even lived in the time they're erasing have decided to just salt the fucking earth, and you're going to come at me like you're making a tough choice for the good of the universe.

You think you can build a better world? Cool. Go for it. You live on a magical wishing ship, but you're still going to do it by killing an entire timeline?

Yeah. Pathetic. Major ego trip.