The time to choose is nowA weary traveler approaches a clearing in a forest where a cloaked woman stands.“Where am I?” he asks. Silence. The woman, however, replies with a question of her own: “I greet you at the Crossroads of Time, my friend. Or is he an enemy? Would you like to feel my love or feel my wrath? It's just your choice." "I... I don't know you, but..." "Answer correctly!" "I hope to be your friend, although..." "Then you will learn a lot," she interrupted. From the cloak a thin, delicate hand emerged, gesturing upward as if holding a fragile object An image projected from that ghost-like palm, shows three paths when muffled, the figure spoke: “Three paths lie in the journey of life... three very different paths." The semblance focused on the passage of the left hand. “On the left you see a barren land where only the Devil dares to dwell.” As he spoke, a column of white fire erupted from the dead earth. “The path to the right shows an infinite paradise full of majestic phenomena nourished only by the holy God.” He stopped, staring at the middle path of uncertain fear, he narrowed his gaze on the projection. Finally the woman spoke. “Towards the center lies a path, cloaked in immaterial forests, where only the bravest enter.” She stared directly into the stranger's eyes before continuing. “Who enters never leaves." The woman tilted her head slightly, allowing a small ray of light to penetrate the looming darkness. Seeming to read his mind, she repeated the question he had asked mentally "Why? He doesn't give permission. That's up to it's up to you, wanderer, to find out.