What if the infinite multi-verse was real. Every nightmare, every passionate dream, every single thought or event your imagination have come up with, would be real.
In this nightmare fueled reality, we observe Bob, who is constantly falling upwards inside a skyscraper that never ends, he carries the wisdom of a billion years of non-falling, and now, he is falling, upwards. Bob must suffer, let us pray for Bob. In the grand scheme of things, Bob's existence is mild compared to the infinite suffering and pleasure that occurs in the infinite multi-verse.
(This is why I am against the idea of an infinite multi-verse.)