You have a purpose. You survived because someone brought you here. You survived because you are needed.
Of course, it is not that simple. You are not all-powerful. You are not a God, and things are still trying to kill you. You must still eat, and find shelter and clothing.
And there are others like you. Beings ripped from the edge of nothingness. But don't worry.
You're being watched over.
And if you die again, you won't have another chance.