Even as you think it, you feel reality shifting inside your little private paradise... and you get the very distinct feeling that the key has already made the appropriate changes. A universe that is subject to your whims, even without vocalizing them... definitely amazing, and potentially dangerous.<br/><br/>But before you can get to that room, you have so much more to see. Winding hallways, with floors of polished marble and inlayed with gold. Chapel rooms for any and every god, except for a select few that the key refuses to acknowledge. A courtyard in the center of the castle grounds, with a magical fountain that shoots a jet of water fifty feet high. And just about anything other symbol of affluence that you could think of, on top of that. An artifact belonging to the god of wealth certainly doesn't hold anything back.<br/><br/>And then, you reach the bedroom. Perhaps responding to your unspoken wishes, or perhaps making an "executive decision" of its own based on the beings that entered it, the bedroom doesn't have a traditional frame bed. Instead, it's more like a Katapeshian bed- piles of immense pillows, spread in a general area and each one large enough to accommodate Tock with Gioria laying on her head. And on the back wall, you find two immense doors- one leading to a bath-house room, and the other leading to an immense "armory" filled with any and every type of toy that you could possibly think of...