Reset Death

The tenth time I traveled back to the time before my daughter died, I finally understood that this was not an accident. The first car accident, the second fall from a building, the third infection with an unknown virus... Every time death is prevented, a new death inevitably comes. When I took her to the isolated wilderness, the countdown to death was still beating before my eyes. The higher-dimensional consciousness coldly informed: "She is an erroneous unit of the universe program." "Delete her, or reset the entire time and space?" I held my daughter and asked softly: "Are you afraid?" She tightened her grip on my clothes: "If dad is here, I won't be afraid."