[ WP ] God shows you 3 Doors . Door One leads to eternal happiness , Door Two leads to infinite knowledge . Then there is Door Three , and God has never opened it yet .

`` That's the End, is n't it?'' 
 
 God, calmly clasping his hands together, lets out a small sigh... 
 
 ***'' Yes. You are standing before the Void. `` *** 
 
 A sudden chill resonated through what memories I had of my very marrow. I suppose that in this state of non-existence, it must be the core of my soul that trembles. 
 
 `` I do n't understand. Why would this Door be here? Why would the destruction of the universe even be an option? God, *why are you showing me this? *'' 
 
 ***'' You may pass through the Door of Knowledge to discover why-'' *** 
 
 `` So it's all a test? I've left my wife and children behind, entered into Heaven, just so that you can fuck with me? I WAS MURDERED, GOD! I do n't even know if my family is coping with my loss, let alone if they're even safe right now...'' 
 
 ***'' You may pass through the Door of Bliss to return to-'' *** 
 
 `` Stop, stop. Please stop...'' 
 
 ***'' Take all the time you need. `` *** 
 
 God slowly walks behind me, a somber expression upon her face. Placing his heavy palm firm upon the ground, she sits down upon the clouds, looks up at me, and gestures for me to settle. I look back towards the Door to the Void, falsely believing for a moment that the infinite nothing will somehow seep through and take us all at any moment. Then it dawns on me. 
 
 `` God... did you create the Void?'' 
 
 Then, God's gaze grew distant. The illusion of his human form, meant to comfort me for my transitional understanding of life and death, began to wain; an awe-some uncanny valley opened before me in God's subtle recollection of her own memories, the impossible depth of his descending irises made clear to me that even if I passed through the Door of Knowledge, I stand before knowledge's creator. 
 
 ***'' Every Soul must make a choice. `` *** 
 
 I sat by God. 
 
 ***'' For a long while, I had believed that my Universe, my very Existence and the Realities that I had created within, were essential. My light grew, and through it's endless bloom, life thrived. Souls flowed through and to wherever they wished to fly. There was never a divide between understandings, as I guaranteed that all living things would always be certain of their and each other's purpose. This was, to your best understanding, a `` Good'' Universe. An Existence where there was only and always creation. Heaven, itself, was modeled after this very memory, as it certainly was a cherished one...'' *** 
 
 The tremble in my soul began again, and yet, for some reason, I could n't shake the feeling that my quivering Being did not begin from my core. Suddenly, two arms wrapped around me, calmly enveloping me into the chest of, who I believe was, the Angel Ananchel. She smiled, empathetically conveying that I was safe with her. Memories of my Wife flooded over me, and for a moment, I could see tears streaming down my face through the reflection of tears beading out of Ananchel's own eyes, herself now transfixed upon God. 
 
 ***'' I enjoyed each new creation, and gently aided aspiring ideas when innovative souls asked for assistance. It was a wellspring of infinite possibilities. I believed it to be wonderful... then, one turn of the stars, an unfamiliar feeling grew. A new knowledge unlike anything I've ever created came forth from a little life within the Terra Sea of the Six Stars. I took physical form and descended into the clear blue waters to locate this knowledge, feeling both excitement in this new discovery, yet, somehow, a remorseful wonder grew over me. Much like when I first attempted to form a soul and failed, yet somehow worse...'' *** 
 
 From the clouds came more and more souls; all that circled around God looked upon her with great sorrow and determination, as if listening to the last rights of an old friend. My children came to mind, wondering how they must be coping with seeing my own tombstone... Ananchel held tighter... 
 
 ***'' I came upon a floating Fish with no name. Mind you, my universe was certainly infinite, and many souls who decided to enjoy the Sea did so freely in their many different forms and styles. However, this fish who chose to hold no name, who floated aimlessly across the ocean, looked upon my presence and said, `` Go Away.'' This was my first surprise, as I have never come upon a creation of my own, one that was itself a creator of sorts, which would not wish for my presence. It hurt. So I said unto the Fish, `` Fish with No Name, I come to you with great aspiration towards the discovery that you have made. If it would be that you have learned what life would be without me, then I will grant your wish and leave right away.'' The Fish, who meekly spoke with little perseverance, returned to my dismay, `` No God. Understand this: I wish to not Be. `` *** 
 
 I was n't sure in this instance if the Door to the Void creaked or if it was my own fears, but I know that the Angel held on tighter, as if in a sincere need to seek my own strength. 
 
 * ( cont. ) *
