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William stood at the precipice of the final trial, the entrance to the Realm of Darkness. Unlike the previous realms, this one exuded an aura of foreboding and dread. The sky above was a deep, starless black, and an eerie silence filled the air, making every sound he made seem amplified and ominous. The ground beneath his feet was barren and cracked, and shadows seemed to move with a life of their own, whispering and shifting as if they were watching him, waiting for him to make a wrong move.

The portal shimmered before him, a swirling vortex of darkness that seemed to draw in all light and hope. Taking a deep breath to steady his nerves, William stepped through, feeling a chill wash over him as he entered the realm. The air was cold and heavy, filled with the scent of decay and the oppressive weight of centuries of darkness. It was as if the very essence of the realm was trying to crush his spirit before he even began his final challenge.

Lyra's map had guided him this far, but now i
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