Onyx Tower

The onyx tower had no end. It continued rising above the clouds, it had a circular shape, each floor big enough to hold a titan. It reminded me of a story, which probably served as inspiration. It reached the heavens, something the Babel Tower, its inspiration, had failed.

Vegetation had infested it, maybe this was because of the lack of testers. The green distinguished itself from the shining black, meanwhile, it wasn't as colorful as the one from the grass.

Since the endless size, you couldn't see where it had rooted, only the vines wrapping themselves against it. As if nature was trying to destroy it as if nature wanted to eradicate this human creation.

The air was constantly unleashing its wrath against it, but the black tower wouldn't budge. It could withstand even the most sinful storms. 

Each floor had countless windows, but none of them held an image of what was inside, only darkness allowed itself to be seen through these intentional cracks.