[Puzzle] Look upon the realm Realm that glitters, golden Golden as the sun Under the King's orders Find the key, for more wisdom awaits and you cannot wait any longer

There were rumors in the kingdom. No one knew where they came from - maybe a strange being somewhere beyond, who whispered into the dreams of the kingdom's subjects.

The rumors were intriguing. There was a massive mountain in one of the places recently added to the kingdom; the snowy giant towered over the newly established small town at its skirts.

The gossip started out small, Watched telling the tale of the top of the mountain and what could be accomplished by reaching it - enlightenment. The tall tale indicated that at the highest point of the mountain, as close as subjects could get to the king's court in the sky, there would be a light, blinding and overpowering, that would invade whoever was there. It would rush into their mouth and fill them to the brim, their ribcage full with it, overflowing from their body. And in a blink, they would be changed as they reached the highest pearl of wisdom and ascended.

These whispers fell on deaf ears. First, most of the kingdom dismissed it as some superstition the Watched held. However, the story grew powerful with time, and the news soon spread throughout the kingdom. Many would try to climb, a pilgrimage that felt almost sacred. They put together parties to venture out and attempt to walk the steep mountain. However, the cold was ruthless and unforgiving, and the days grew long. Their bones were tired, and they usually fell dead before reaching the top.

The path was littered with dead, frozen bodies. Some died from exhaustion, some from the cold, and there were accidents, too. There were those who fell, rolling downhill until their already exhausted bodies were a pile of broken bones.

The mountain was also prone to cause a particular kind of madness. Those who climbed it became obsessed with getting to the top, delirious with this violent desire to ascend. When they went in groups, sometimes fights would break out between those who could not take it anymore and wished to go back, and those who had fallen to madness. And there would be conflict when the parties were low on supplies as well. All this resulted in yet more death in the snow.

No matter how many perished, the rumor remained within the realm. Even if no one lived to tell the tale of their enlightenment, everyone assumed their disappearance meant they had reached it. Years passed, but the story did not decay, and so those who, bravely and with incredible naivety, ventured into this challenge, kept dying with cold limbs, the thought of ascension in their minds and delirious words on their lips.