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He stood before the Halo. The music reached a deafening crescendo. Kael reached out, his fingers brushing the cold, shimmering gold. In an instant, the world turned white. The roar of the tower faded into a peaceful silence.
The neon blue platforms pulsed with a rhythmic, digital hum. Kael stood at the base of the Tower of Hell, looking up into a vertical abyss of shifting lasers and rotating obsidian blocks. There was no sky, only floor after floor of impossible geometry stretching into a white-hot ceiling of light. Tower of Hell
The final stretch was the "Shadow Peak." The gravity felt heavier here. The platforms were tiny—mere pins in a map of chaos. His vision blurred from the strobe lights of the tower. He could see the Golden Halo glowing at the very top, just two jumps away. He stood before the Halo
