[ WP ] Confronted with Death , he offers you a second chance at life upon completion of a trial . He lays in front of you three paths to choose from : blood , sweat , or tears .

Sonnet Number Twenty-One 
 
 You've died. As Death, I'll give you just one chance 
 To reclaim life from my grasps, face your fears. 
 You'll choose from just three tasks your stance, 
 If you prefer to suffer Blood, Sweat or Tears. 
 
 The trial of Blood is Hell itself, just dire. 
 You'll burn in a baptismal flame, be reborn, 
 Not know the man who'll come from out the fire 
 In pain and suffering find a new form. 
 
 If effort suits your soul some more, you'll help 
 In others' underworld rebirth with Sweat. 
 You'll build our torture chambers, be my whelp 
 And see humanity replaced with regret. 
 
 The final option left is to collapse 
 Into a puddle filled with Tears at last. 

