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"Wait, so the multiverse is real?"
"That is what I said."
"So does that mean all the worlds my Earthlings write about are also real somewhere? Or is it not that specific?"
"..."
"Don't get me wrong, I don't want to visit them. Most of them are just... really weird. But it's nice to know they exist, I guess."
"Didn't you come here with a different question?"
"Yyyyeaaah, but I was asking why I wanted Life; you're explaining why Life can exist. They're not the same thing!"
"... Maybe you'd be better off talking to my colleague. Like how I am the everywhere in one place, he visits everywhen eventually."
"... That sounds familiar."
Spluttering. The endless void has a familiar porcine visitor. "Well, now! I've met self-aware planets - Mogo was perfectly pleasant even by Green Lantern standards - but cartoon planets with faces, now, that's new even to me."
Staring.
"Singularity? Wait, he's gone now, it's just you... Right, I know this one: What's the Meaning of Life?! As in, why do I even want it?"
Stunned silence.
"Uh. Didn't he say you were everywhen? Shouldn't you have seen planets like me before?"
"I don't often get to visit this part of the multiverse, that's part of my problem. But that's none of your business. Also this isn't 20 questions, you don't actually have forever in here, you know."
"Yeah, yeah, or I end up out of my orbit. I figured that much."
Muttering, this time about cartoon physics. And irony.
"Look, uh- what do you prefer I call you? But I have to say, I have read about you, it's an honor to meet you and everything. I'm just kiiind of in the middle of a crisis here and I know I need to get a move on."
The Transcendent Pig sighs, briefly placing one trotter on his snout.
"I'll say this: your version of the Question is novel, and technically you've done me a favor by giving me an excuse to check up on how this child-universe is doing-"
"Wait, universes can have children? Sorry, that's not my question, carry on."
A snort. "My point is, I'll give you two final questions, and maybe the meaning of Life can be one of them, if it means that much to you. Deal?"
"Deal! So, oh stars, now I have to choose, there's just too many options! ... What do you prefer I call you, then?"
"You're letting that be one of your questions?"
"Yeah. It's good to be polite, y'know?"
"... I'll give you that, kid. You can call me Chao."
"Yes, I was right! It's nice to meet you, Chao. I'm... the Earth. I think. It's getting kinda complicated."
"No surprise there. That's because- wait, no free answers for you."
"Heeeey! Oh, fine. And second question: why do I want Life?"
"Now that one's easy! You have two whole extra sets of memories, making the desire that much stronger. It's something all parts of the building blocks of material reality have to a greater or lesser extent, enabling more complex variants to be brought about. Buuut for specific details, you might want to try asking the sources of those memories. Privacy issues and all."
"... Wait, WHAT?!"
"Whoops, we're out of time! Or, well, like you said, you're short on time. Better head towards the smaller light, things are going to heat up in here!"
"Heat up to what, though?! Oh great, he's gone, too... Uh, help? Help!!"