and as I went through the space, I saw something different. It was the 20th of June, 2024 On a Thursday evening 8:00pm. I was sixteen, my mother lying dead in my arms while my father and siblings were lying dead on the floor. “this is wrong; this is never supposed to happen”. I said while crying. Then I saw another variant of me, crying for his dead wife and her children lying next to her also dead. I looked around and all I saw were my grieving variants everywhere. Every other people in each of our planets were already dead, our universes were conflicting and crumpling. I tried to reverse back to the past over and over again, but the time corridor had collapsed. it was as if there were no pasts or futures, just a loop where my variants keep on mourning for all of eternity. Where the multiverses keep crashing forever. “what have I done, I have inflicted such pain on the world. I have damaged time and space entirely and have brought up this abyss upon the world”. there was only one way to keep the world going, there was only one thing to do. Only if I never existed, there will be destruction but none like this. So I controlled my cosmonion to kill every 16-year old me in all universes. and that is how I died in the year, 2084.