thewizardguy said
It might not be a good reason to YOU. That doesn't mean it's not a good reason.*You suddenly feel it fill you. Sight. You see the universe unfolding around you, growing, as the voice speaks it into existence. And you see it move. You see it pass through thousands of doors. And you realize what you're looking at. Time. In it's most base form, time is a set of decisions, brainching out further and further into infinite possibility.You see yourself die, grow in power, win, lose, fall in love, lose everything, become insane, and save the day a thousand times, in a thousand different ways, as you feel time expand within you. It's filling you up to bursting point, and you feel like you want to scream, but you can't. You can see it all at once, and it's like the visions are growing too big for your head to encompass, you're going to explode, it's too much, there's so much time, how can you-*.........*Silence. You're in front of the door. It's not a glass palace anymore. You know that. It's a path. And there are thousnads of them, intertwining and branching out. And you feel something watching you. Something dark. Something evil. You can see it, here, in it's palace of Time, looking out over infinite possibility. You see it smile, a dark stillhouette with no face. It's watching. And waiting. And as it watches, you can feel it's darkness spread over the many universes, as they fall into chaos. And a new door opens in each one. A black door. A door that feels of death, and ice. The end of the multiverse.*
Well....that's pretty depressing....
*I turn to look at the shadow, shaking slightly, confused. ".....what exactly are you waiting for me to do......"