Vault of Memory

The white light faded as my feet tapped down against a hard polished marble floor that was as white as snow. The room seemed to be completely made of white marble. 

Suddenly, a white portal opened up in front of me and the beautiful Creator stepped out. She looked into my eyes with her bright shining white eyes, and she smiled. "Travis Scott. I knew that you would get to this stage."

She turned her gaze around the room and then chuckled as she turned back to me and raised her hands in exasperation. "It's crazy what Gore did with the design of this tower… It's not at all what I expected. There is definitely a lack of creativity, but the whole tower has been thought out well, even if just for practicality."

I blinked. "The One True Creator… Are you really there in front of me?"

She chuckled and stepped towards me. "As real as can be. Flesh and bone weaved of Mana."

She laid her bare hand on forehead. "But the real question is: Are you ready for this?"