As the butterfly fades away into dust and is blown out by wind, the dust now seems to disappear but it once was still there.
It didn't lose to anything, it seemed its birth came from darkness but it couldn't survive any longer in grief. It can't go in peace now, because it is now trapped in the world that it was in already; how many others like the butterfly but different, now steps on the one in the beginning. Nobody had realized it was there.
But they all suffered the same fate and now understood if something in which they were created for to become the opposite of its density, it goes into the black ocean and sinks. It never reaches the pure air again.
Who planned this? No one. The monster only tempts you to go somewhere where he wants you to be. Many know his name in the original world and many bark at his name as well. He used to be a butterfly you see, but he fell in the wrong direction away from his own father he loved so much back then.
So, then he created his own space like his father but the opposite: anger, sadness, greif, sucide, pain and even more unbearable things we all hated. We can avoid the monster's space by flying in the right path even though it might be cracking.