She laughed. “Nothing. I can’t do anything to any of you. Only offer you a different door than this one. I keep you here until I have determined that you have made an informed decision. Plenty who come this way make other choices. They look on their lives and wish they’d done something differently. But you can’t erase the suffering you caused. You can’t rebuild the cities that have fallen to ash, or restore those you murdered. But… you could be someone new. Someone who won’t ever murder, and who has no memories of ruined cities. At least… for a while. For those more complex than yourself… downstream can be a relief. Boil everything down to a single point of view, a single sliver of consciousness. Live like a child, finally free again to believe that you can do right or wrong.”