You don't want to die, and you're pretty sure that whatever computer program CelestAI gets running in Equestria Online isn't going to be you.
"I get that. How could you know? How could you know if it's the same you at the end of the day? That'd drive me nuts. Would I be me, or just some copy of me? I guess you can't. Every single day I might be a different person than I was yesterday. Am I still the same, or is the old me already dead? Heh, not very fun to think about is it?"
The two of you continue down the road, chatting idly along the way. Eventually you pass by an old wooden grave marker by the side of the road.