Perhaps not the most diplomatic thing, to eat oneself (Oneselves? Metaphysical grammar is confusing). It effectively puts an end to argument, though.
Ironically, Im really hungry now. Maybe thats because I have a physical form again? At least, I think its my old body. I can feel my heart beat, I can hear myself breathing, stomach rumbling, all the usual bodily cacophony. Rather shocking, when it all started up again, let me tell you. Strange to think how quickly I failed to miss it. Of course, my mind was occupied with other things at the time.
I do have some regrets, of course. But come on – can you imagine eternity in the company of those cretins? The point of having nine lives – aside from outliving all your non-cat enemies, by no means a small perk – is living them to the fullest. That way, you have something to talk about with yourself. As shallow as the rest of them were, I probably wouldve tried to eat them pretty soon anyway.
So, goodbye for now, afterlife. Present life – and then all the others – awaits!