Jack Atlas, the True King indeed! It would be an insult to consider me anything else! I could crush anyone who dares to stand in my way.

[He scoffs.]

But there are no dimension like you say, or at least none that operate in such a divided manner. [He almost seems... offended? His voice raises.] And is that what folks call the mound of literal garbage floating in the sea nowadays? The 'Commons'? Dare you downplay that which I had to overcome!?

[Relax you didn't do any of that. He's just as upset about it though. Residual Anger About Poverty, apparently.]

I know what battles I have fought. I know what allies I have made. More than anything, I know this knowledge to be true.

[Even if none of this knowledge is his own, none of these achievements are his own. He at least knows they're temporally correct.

Jack's tone lowers to something more acceptable.]

And yet you say you know Jack Atlas? What would be the meaning of this?