The Temple of The Gods. A sacred place. Arguably the most sacred grounds on the entire island. An temple that very few have entered.

Some with clear intentions on their minds. Others with only greed of wanting the treasures within. Some others just wanting to get a glimpse to see if the legends were true.

The legends of the sacred weapons within. Weapons forged by the gods. Weapons that could cut through steel. Weapons that could only be wielded by those that were worthy.

A dangerous trait for all those that wouldn't be worthy if the legends were true. Legends of the weapons burning straight through the hands of any that weren't as though they were made of hot lava.

Weapons that she knew were deep inside of the temple being safeguarded. Not by any amazon guards. No but by themselves. By a set of trials that would deem the next holder worthy.

Trials that she couldn't help but feel slightly scared inside knowing this place could be her final resting place. This place could be where her remains would be seen forever like others before her.

A necessary risk. A risk that she had to take if things were to change. If the culture of her people was to change. If the one that she truly cares about the most would live to see another day.

A risk that she blocks out of her mind as she slowly approaches the large stone entrance doors of the temple. Doors that tower over her. Doors that as she touches to her surprise can hear whispers coming from inside.

The faintest of whispers that she can barely make out only to listen to them vanish when she slowly pushes these massive doors open using all of her strength.

These massive doors that takes all of her strength to open surprisingly to open before with the torch in her hand firmly raised up high lighting her way with a look of pure determination across her face keeping her eyes peeled for anything out of the ordinary slowly Diana walks into the darkness.

Darkness that she can't help but feel as though she was being watched. Being judged by some kind of unknown force.

An unknown force that she can feel as though it was trying to guide her lead her through a small passage away and up a set of massive stone steps as her eyes glance around the study all of the carvings around her across the walls.

Massive carvings. Carvings of drawings that she easily recognized. Some of the gods that blessed this temple.

Gods like the mighty Zeus. Gods like the lovely Aphrodite.

While others showed the treasures inside. The lasso. The god killer. The mighty armor. Treasures so many had tried to retrieve from these sacred grounds to only fail as she ascends up these steps.

Steps that she can see are carved with numerous pictures. Carved with numerous letterings even she couldn't understand.

Carvings that she continues to glance down towards ignoring the discarded weapons and burnt out torches that riddle the steps. Discarded items from those that had abandoned the journey. Or so she thought anyways.

The very same amazon warriors that had never been seen from again with some legends saying their souls still remained here trapped inside of the temple.

Souls of the unworthy that continue to roam the halls just looking for a way out. Just looking to make their escape.

Feeling herself coming to the last of the steps taking her eyes away from the carvings to look up instantly Diana's eyes go slightly wise.

Wide from seeing the stage being presented to her. An open void. An impossible void. A black bottomless void from what she could see with a small platform just big enough to stand on floats in the center of the room.

An platform that as she takes a closer view only makes her eyes widen even further at the treasure that she sees.

The legendary Lasso of Truth. An indestructible lasso made of so many legends. Legends saying all those wrapped in it would have to speak the undeniable truth no matter how hard they tried.

No matter how much they fought against its power. A power that was so great. Too great for all those with evil intentions in their hearts.

A truly powerful weapon that she sees shining at her from the platform. A golden shine that lights up the room.

A shine that she has to quickly take her eyes away from the glance around her surroundings seeing any way across. Any way to the floating platform. A platform that continues to float in mid air somehow.

Trust your instincts.

Hearing the faintest of whispers in her ear snapping her body around with her sword clutched firmly in her hand raising her torch in front of her finding a dark empty passageway right behind her where a couple of large steps used to be suppressing her eyes from going wide with shock turning her head back forward towards the floating platform keeping her torch in front of her to light her path slowly with her eyes remaining glued to the lasso hanging in the air Diana makes her way forward through the darkness.

Darkness that she quickly finds herself being lead to the end of the platform she is standing on in the matter of seconds.

A platform that only leads towards the black void. An endless void. An void she can feel staring at her.

An void she can't help but glance back over her shoulder to find the entrance into the room completely gone only to be replaced with darkness.

Turning her head back forward replaying the words in her mind scrunching her eyes together as she lifts up a leg and gently brings it down over the ledge instantly Diana's eyes go wide as she feels a smooth surface right underneath her sandal.

A smooth surface that makes an appearance almost out of the blue causing it to light up and reveal itself as a stone step.

A step that as she removes her foot to only watch the step disappear once again causes her lips to curl upright for the briefest of seconds as she schieves her sword before slowly once again putting her foot back down causing the step to reappear cautious Diana takes another step forward feeling another step appearing underneath her foot.

Followed by another then another. Steps that keep appearing until she suddenly comes to a stop when she feels her foot hitting nothing but air.

A close call that quickly causes her to look around finding the floating platform still a good distance away before slowly changing course she takes a step to her right feeling her foot hitting another step.

Trust my instincts.

Replaying the same words over and over again in her mind slowly maneuvering around the dark void occasionally going in a few different directions nevering going in the same direction for long.

A pace that she feels like has taken her hours so far. Taken her hours for how far she has come. Merely a small distance away from this floating platform.

A short distance away. A distance away that makes her bite down on her lower lip and glance back over her shoulder remembering her path up to this point.

A path that makes her lips flicker upward as she looks back forward towards the lasso before slowly without taking her eyes away Diana backs up onto a few hidden stones before instantly she takes off into a run and leaps off the last step she had taken causing her to fly through the air over the void.

A void that she feels as though it was trying to pull her down into its bottomless pit. Feel when she feels some sort of force trying to grab a hold of her legs.

This force she can feel causing her momentum of her leap to drastically die down as she nears the floating platform before as though her leg was being grabbed as she watches herself falling down at a fast pace reaching out instantly Diana graps the edge of the floating platform.

Grasps the edge holding onto dear life as she feels as though a pair of hands were grabbing a hold of her legs from the void. Grabbing with the intent on having her join them.

These hands that she blindly kicks away as she pulls herself upright onto the floating platform to rest her back up against what felt like a small stone structure.

Looking down towards the void feeling as though she was staring down towards a pair of eyes letting out the silentest of chuckles seeing a shine coming from up above out of the corner of her eyes turning her eyes away from the void to look up slowly Diana's lips curl up into a small smile.

A small smile that causes her to rise up to her feet until she is eye level with the prize. The prize of this trial.

The lasso of truth. A lasso that shines brightly at her. A lasso she can't help but think it looks so beautifully as she reaches out to graze it with her fingers.

Graze it to only have her smile widen when she watches the lasso's shine get even brighter. Get even brighter only feeling a small surge of power radiating through her.

Not a burning sensation that the legends had described for those not worthy. No this felt….good. This made her feel stronger.

Grasping the lasso gently in her hand only feeling an even more powerful surge radiating through her body turning her eyes away from the lasso to look back ahead finding the entire room starting to light up from under the lasso's bright light causing a hidden ledge to be revealed keeping a firm hold on the handle with a twirl reaching out Diana lashes out the lasso towards the ledge causing the lasso to wrap around a small section of a stone wall that is sticking out before without any delay she swings across the void and lands firmly down on a platform.

An platform that as she lands on firmly makes her glance back over her shoulder to only see darkness behind her turning her head back forward clutching the lasso in her hands slowly Diana makes her way forward into the darkness having the lasso light her way.