The Keeper, sensing that there was more to the Chamber of Creation than met the eye, approached the Architect with a curious expression.
"What is the true purpose of this chamber?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
The Architect's smile faltered for a moment, before she regained her composure.
"This chamber is a repository of knowledge, a storehouse of secrets and power," she replied. "But it is also a test, a proving ground for those who would seek to wield the power of the universe."
The Keeper's eyes narrowed. "A test of what?"
The Architect's gaze seemed to bore into her very soul. "A test of character, of worthiness. Only those who are pure of heart, and strong of spirit, shall unlock the secrets of the Chamber of Creation."
As the Architect spoke, the chamber began to shift and change around them. The shelves seemed to grow taller, the devices more complex, and the orbs more mysterious.