The massive golden causeway stretched perfectly straight before them. The twisting, arrogant geometry of the labyrinth had been completely flattened into a single, undeniable road by the absolute truth of the Warlord and her pantheon.
At the absolute end of the causeway stood the final physical barrier in the universe.
The entrance to the King's inner sanctum was not guarded by armies or magical puzzles. It was simply a pair of towering, solid diamond doors. The massive slabs of flawless, transparent gemstone stretched hundreds of feet into the blinding celestial sky. They were completely devoid of handles, hinges, or keyholes. The doors were a conceptual statement. They represented the absolute, unbreakable authority of the creator, designed to remind all lesser beings that the throne room was entirely sealed to anyone lacking ultimate divinity.
Valeria stopped walking exactly ten paces away from the massive diamond threshold.
