ChatGPT said:
The Realm of Thrones was not a floor.
It was a shift in existence.
As Leon and his team ascended beyond Rank 81, they didn't walk through a gate—they rose. A staircase of light formed beneath their feet, one step at a time, responding only when they moved forward. The world below dimmed and blurred, vanishing behind layers of mist and memory.
By the tenth step, even the Tower's walls could no longer be seen.
By the fiftieth, the air had become still. Timeless.
And at the hundredth step, they arrived.
The new realm wasn't bound by shape. It stretched outward into a colossal floating expanse—an endless ocean of sky beneath, and an archipelago of thrones set atop isolated platforms, each suspended in space.
There were no enemies waiting.
Only presences.
Seventeen Thrones. Seventeen Occupants.
Each one different.
