i go look at the ruins

The ruins are dark, but unlike usual, you feel right at home. As you walk just below deck, a whisper seems to echo through out the ship, dark, evil, cruel, but somehow, right.

i go closer too it

There is a light darkness at the hull of the ship. It is a dark purple color.
The whisper of wind comes again. choose your path it repeats, again and again.

i go to the path were the voice is strongest

i go to the path were the voice is strongest

There is just a ball of darkness. It vaguely reminds you of a black hole.

"Choose your path... choose," The winds seem to bend the fabric or reality as the words repeat.
Choose... Path... Choose...

Sitting at the base of a tree are two rocks- a pitch black one and a pure white one. A demon sits on the left with the black rock and an angel with the white one.

i go too the path with the demon

The demon smiles. The angel frowns and disappears in a flurry of feathers.

"I'm glad to see that you are the only sane person to ever walk this path," He grins like the cheshire cat, razor teeth flashing in what is now night... or so it appears.
"What do you want in life? What do you want now?" He wears a suit of obsidian armor and has pale skin. He would look dead if he weren't moving. The thing that throws you off a little bit, are his eyes. He has deep purple eyes and black hair to complete the look.

i want too be a grate explorer