102 A True Monster

After I felt the sweet release of death, there was a strange calm. An eerie silence. I had prepared myself for this a long time, over the years I was always ready to meet my death in this hallway. It had been my home as long as I could remember.

"Congratulations on passing the Willpower Trial," said a strange voice.

I woke up from my stupor and found myself young again. I was a ravishing 20-year-old handsome devil once again. Was it a dream? An Illusion? The power of Time? I dare not think about what could have caused me to be lost for so long in the hallway, then once again become young.

In front of me was an ancient gigantic gold-laden door with two hooped handles. It was obvious the next trial lay beyond this door. There was also another path that leads off to my right. That was probably the exit, for those who didn't have the stomach for another trial.