Stepping through the portal, your foot finds no ground. You tumble forward, falling into the abyss below. Suddenly you are jerked upward, held aloft by the wings of the goddess, who cradles you in her arms.
“Without truth, your world is without foundation.” She says.
Looking around, you see the pillars standing improbably on nothing, the light shining through the windows has nothing to cast on but the tapestries, which continue to glow beautifully. “This is most unsightly,” the goddess moans, “fortunately only one door remains.”
Standing on nothingness, the final portal opens, gleaming white.
Enter the Realm of God.