The Holder of Ascendance
Along your tiresome journey, the outlines colossal shapes may begin to form within the expanses of the infinity before you, yet pay them no mind, you are but a gnat to their might. These timeless monstrosities that lurk beyond the borders of
reality span for eons above you, shifting the weight of the shapeless world as they drag their obscurities through the pitch darkness. You will never encounter the source of the mysterious light, though providing that you stayed on course, you will find the frame of a door standing tall amidst the nothing that envelops it. It may take you a lifetime of moving through infinity to finally come across the suspended doorway, yet you will never age. Your stamina and youth is without limit here, where the mere constraints of time do not have a place. Upon stepping through the entrance, you will be within small, confined room -- a place that should not be, taking into account the simple, isolated doorway. A sourceless dim light will illuminate the room of winding steel, and before you will exist a shapeless, mutable form. Razor-toothed maws shift and bend along its tar-like form, appearing in one place, only to sink back in and arise in another. Hastily ask it a single question, "how might I ascend from the hell which awaits me?" No other, as it will crush and mutilate you with unfathomable force should you allow it time to sense your presence.