Death had been waiting for this moment for centuries. As Helen of Troy took her last breath, Death appeared beside her, ready to guide her to the afterlife.
Helen looked up at Death, surprised to see her there. "Who are you?" she asked, her voice weak and frail.
"I am Death," the Endless replied, her voice gentle and reassuring. "It is time for you to leave this world and move on to the next."
Helen nodded, a peaceful expression spreading across her face. "I am ready," she said.
Death took Helen's hand and led her into the darkness. They walked together for what felt like an eternity, until they finally reached a great, shining light.
"Is this the afterlife?" Helen asked, looking around in wonder.
"It is," Death replied. "But your journey is not yet over. There is much for you to learn and explore here."
Helen smiled, feeling a sense of wonder and excitement. She took Death's hand, ready to embark on a new journey.
Epilogue:
Death returned to the Dreaming, where her siblings were waiting for her. Delirium ran up to her, eager to hear about her journey.
"How was it?" she asked.
"It was beautiful," Death replied. "Helen was ready to move on, and she embraced the afterlife with open arms. It was a peaceful and joyful experience for her."
Destiny nodded. "I knew her death was coming, but I could not see what lay beyond. I am glad that you were there to guide her, sister."
Destruction smiled. "It sounds like it was quite the journey. Maybe one day we will all get to experience it for ourselves."
Death nodded, feeling a sense of contentment. "Perhaps," she said. "But for now, we have our own journeys to take in this realm."
The Doctor looked at the Endless with curiosity. "You know, I've always been fascinated by the idea of the afterlife. Do you think it's possible for me to visit?"
Death smiled. "Anything is possible, Doctor. But I'm afraid that's a journey you'll have to take on your own."
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