Soda smiled wryly. "Maybe some worlds are different, but in the Overworld, what happened, happened. The reason I was so... hopeful that I could get Adne back, even if maybe she died and got reincarnated, is that the old life is still there, etched forever into the spirit, y'know? Sealed away under a layer of another life. And... that's gonna be me, too. It's not a Psychic thing. This is a memory of the soul, and... there's no getting rid of those. I'm stuck like this. Even if I... ask Pop to just, put me in a new body, start a new life, one day I'll die and I'll remember this life, too.
"Hell, like the stuff we've read in those books, I don't think those exist in the literal sense," Soda said. "Overseers make sure we clear those kinds of realities out. But... I think it's still out there. I think it's something we make on our own, from the regrets that's just never gonna go away." He shrugged, looking at the wall. "Funny how that works. Some people want to live forever. Makes you wonder if they know what that really means."