Chapter 16: The Realm of Darkness

  And then, there was the third world—the Realm of Darkness. They say this world is not merely a place but a living entity, yearning to consume the light. There is no sun here, only pale glows pulsing in the endless abyss. The water is thicker than blood, and the air is saturated with the whispers of long-forgotten souls.

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  The inhabitants of the Realm of Darkness are those who were cast out from the other worlds—those who struck forbidden bargains, sought power beyond their limits, or were simply born under the wrong star. They are untouched by the ordinary flow of time. Their fates weave into a pattern that only a few can truly perceive.

  But the most terrifying of all are its rulers. Legends say they were once part of the other worlds, but doomed to eternal exile, they learned to bend the very fabric of reality to their will. They do not conquer. They do not invade.

  They wait.

  They wait for the veil between worlds to weaken—so they may reclaim their power o

  nce more.