Mikael considers thinking about it, but some intuition stops him. Despite trying to empty his mind from everything, something always returns. An image, of a snake (or lizard? Dragon?) gnawing at its tail.
"I have no need to think of that", the answer comes automatically, as if instinct instead of reason. "It is an useless concept. Nothing is merely prelude to something. From the void, comes energy. And from destruction, comes creation. I have already become nothing. Now, I'm on my way to become something else."
The man shifts his feet. "Besides, if I were to imagine it, it would mean the end of this dream. I do not wish to wake up just yet. I'm enjoying this dream."