[ WP ] Traveling through parallel universes , you 've seen countless different outcomes , but have yet to see _______ live past the age of 2 . You finally reach a universe where you understand why ...

I had been consumed by it, I had let it consume me. I just needed to know, I had to know why, why something like this happened, why it always happened. Why had my son died when I had lived. The multiverse held my answer I was sure, just as it held the whole of the cosmos it must hold my answer. I used whatever I could to continue my voyage through time and dimensions, time travel, magic, ancient rituals, all of it. Now here I was, my insides twisted and my outside pristine, both of them locked forever in that form. 
 
 My heartbeat was the background of the universe, and my skin was cold like the void of space. My eyes were distant always and my blood ran like molasses through my veins but I needed to know. I had gotten this far and I needed to know. 
 
 Then, in no particularly interesting world in a very lackluster universe I got my answer. `` Why had my son died while I lived?'' I asked the universe as I watched a kinder me hug a wife I had long since forgotten, teary eyed. 
 
 `` He died *because* you lived.'' Said the infinity. `` Even now you kill him, every moment you witness his death it is because you have taken it. Had you not flown so close to the sun, had you accepted it as so many do, then maybe these lines your son would still breathe.'' 
 
 And it was true, I could feel his life force even now fill me. I knew that whatever voice had spoken had spoken truth. But it did n't matter. Nothing mattered. I had my answer, and that was all I ever wanted.
