Divergent Universe
A dark road appears before you, like a scar carved into the dim world. You stagger up, withered limbs creaking and cracking. You move along the road almost out of instinct as sharp thorns pierce into you, but you have long forgotten any sense of pain — perhaps even your entire body, so that you cannot even tell the difference between dreams and reality.
The path grows narrower, like a rope. You can see the city on both sides, and a butterfly floating past in the air. What a pity. You hope it won't drown in the air.

You: What is the butterfly?
You: What is death?

Divergent Universe
You have no interest in finding the answer to the problem. You dully observer your festering self to be verging on collapse, like a baby watching an anthill being flooded by the rains. The ants float on the water until the weather clears, and they start to rot into the soil.
You will also become like an ant, helplessly and unconsciously moving on down the line, sliding up toward the sky.

You: I don't want things to end up like this!
You: There we go.

Divergent Universe
Your voice is swallowed up by your broken throat, and you cannot say a thing. Luckily, this should be the final thing that you ever lose, and you will never again feel any pain or sadness because of it. Things are just like returning to the womb, as you gradually lose your limbs and shrink back into an embryo, converging into a single cell.
The path beneath you disappears, and you no longer have any grasp on eternity. It snaps, letting you fall down into the abyss at the edge of the horizon.

You: …

Divergent Universe
Everything falls silent.