Panel 1: Back in Universe A, Iz A is lying despondently on his couch, and Iz B is spiralling.
Iz B: I can't do it. I give up. I don't know who I am. I'm not different from this Iz.
Panel 2:
Iz B: Maybe that one different choice wasn't enough. Maybe I'm fated to be Mr. Jones too. Maybe...
Panel 3:
Iz B: .........but he knows he's going to be Mr. Jones. He knows for sure.
Iz B: And I don't.
Panel 4:
Iz B: Oh my God. I don't know who I am.
Iz B: That's what makes us different.
Alt-Text:
...he says immediately after giving up.
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