Chapter 10: Dark tower [Part 1]

The Xuan Continent and the Dark Tower

The Xuan Continent, a land of boundless ambition and blood-soaked history, was a behemoth of civilization, a sprawling domain that housed fifty-two sovereign countries, each with its own customs, philosophies, and warring factions. To those who had only ever walked its soil, the continent seemed endless, stretching beyond the horizon in every direction. And yet, it was merely one of seven such landmasses on this world—a planet so vast that it dwarfed the rocky worlds recorded in ancient star charts.

This world, known to scholars as Zhòulún, was a cosmic titan among celestial bodies, its diameter spanning a staggering 139,820 kilometers. It was no mere planet—it was a world woven from myths and war, shaped by the hands of gods and the blood of mortals.

Legends whispered of an era when beings of higher-dimensional existence once walked these lands, their presence so grand that even the fabric of reality bent beneath their will. These divine entities, known only as the Primordials, were said to have sculpted the continents, raised mountains to the heavens, and carved out the vast oceans with a mere thought.

Among the greatest of their creations stood the Dark Tower, a structure so vast that it pierced the heavens themselves. Rising to an unfathomable 20,000 kilometers in height, the tower spiraled endlessly into the firmament, vanishing into the celestial unknown. Its walls were obsidian, darker than the void of space itself, absorbing all light that dared to touch it. Surrounding its colossal base were miles upon miles of blood-red roses, their petals sharp as blades, their roots rumored to be nourished by the very lifeblood of those who failed to conquer the tower's ascent.

No mortal had ever reached its peak. Only immortals and gods were said to have stood upon the summit, gazing upon the world from the precipice of eternity. It was a challenge to all who dared to dream beyond the confines of mortality—a monument to those who sought transcendence.

And one day, he too would ascend.

One day, he too would become immortal.

One day, he too would conquer the endless tower.

The Huá Clan's Tradition

Amidst the countless traditions of the Xuan Continent, the customs of the Huá Clan were among the most brutal, forged through centuries of battle and survival. The Huá believed in a simple truth: strength dictated one's right to exist.

To be a man of the Huá Clan was to be a warrior, forged in battle and baptized in blood. A life without strife was a life without meaning. A man who could not defeat another was not worthy of leading another.

Thus, the clan had long upheld an unwavering tradition—one that dictated the very fates of its strongest sons:

"When a man reaches twenty-five years of age, he must prove his worth in battle. If he defeats a Venerable, he shall be engaged and wed."

To outsiders, such a tradition might have seemed arbitrary, even cruel. But to those within the Huá Clan, it was a rite of passage, a declaration that a man had carved his name into the annals of strength.

The Venerables were not mere warriors—they were legends, men and women who had transcended the limitations of ordinary mortals. They were the pillars of the continent, figures whose names echoed across the Xuan world, whose strength had been honed through endless war and conquest.

Defeating a Venerable was not merely a test of skill—it was a trial by fire, a battle that only the strongest could survive. To triumph over a Venerable was to be acknowledged as their equal, to step into the realm of the truly powerful.

And my father—he had done just that.

He had stood before the clan, a warrior in his prime, his body honed by years of relentless training. His opponent had been a titan of battle, a Venerable whose name was spoken with both reverence and fear. Yet, with unwavering resolve, my father had faced him. He had fought. And he had won.

With his victory, his fate had been sealed.

For to defeat a Venerable meant more than just proving one's strength. It meant stepping into the next stage of life. It meant that he would no longer fight merely for himself, but for something greater—for a family, for a legacy.

He had earned the right to take a bride.

And thus, through blood and triumph, my father's path had been decided.

The path of a warrior. The path of a husband. The path of a man who had proven his worth to the world.

The Dream of Immortality

As I stood beneath the open sky, gazing toward the distant silhouette of the Dark Tower, I could not help but think of the destiny that awaited me.

My father had conquered a Venerable.

But I?

I would conquer eternity itself.

My goal was clear. I would not stop at mere power. I would not stop at mere marriage or tradition. I would reach beyond all of it.

To attain immortality.

To break free from the cycle of life and death.

To ascend to the heavens and become part of the eternal constant.

I clenched my fist, feeling the burning ambition coursing through my veins.

Someday, I would stand atop that impossible tower, gazing upon the world beneath me, knowing that I had surpassed all who came before.

Someday, I would not just reach immortality—I would become the very essence of it.

(A/N; Below is a basic explanation for the dark tower)

The Dark Tower.

1. The Worlds Upon Worlds: Infinite Dimensional Structure

The Dark Tower stands as the axis of all existence, threading together an endless cascade of realities that extend infinitely across dimensions. These realities, known as the Worlds Upon Worlds, are not merely parallel universes but rather an intricate hierarchical structure spanning across an infinite-dimensional space.

In the multiversal fabric, each world exists within its own layer of reality, yet they are all fundamentally connected by the Tower's cosmic architecture. These layers operate within a nested hierarchy, meaning that for every universe, there exists another higher-dimensional manifold that encompasses it.

From a mathematical standpoint, such a structure aligns with the idea of an infinite-dimensional Hilbert space, where each "world" functions as a state vector within a broader framework of overlapping probabilistic dimensions.

This concept echoes ideas from quantum mechanics and modal realism, in which every possible outcome of reality exists in its own separate branch. However, rather than mere quantum states, these universes form entirely self-contained existential bubbles, stacked upon each other like layers in an infinitely high-dimensional topological space.

Each of these Worlds Upon Worlds does not exist in isolation but rather resonates across the dimensional hierarchy. As described:

"In world upon world - in worlds strung side by side in multiple dimensions throughout infinity - evils shrivel and disperse: despots choke to death on chicken bones; tyrants fall before assassins' bullets, before the poisoned sweetmeats arrayed by their treacherous mistresses; hooded torturers collapse dying on bloody stone floors. Ty's deed reverberates through the great, numberless string of universes, revenging evil as it spreads."

This passage suggests a causal entanglement across infinite worlds, where events in one dimension send ripples across an entire chain of realities. This is akin to the Many-Worlds Interpretation (MWI) of quantum mechanics, but instead of simple probabilistic branches, each world is a self-sustaining narrative entity embedded within a deeper reality.

If we were to quantify this in real physics, we could define the higher-dimensional relationships between these worlds using a mathematical function similar to the Cantor Set—a fractal structure that contains an uncountably infinite number of self-similar subsets.

Thus, each reality within the Worlds Upon Worlds is a fractal within a greater fractal, creating an infinite recursive pattern of existence.

2. The Microcosm and the Macrocosm

Beneath the structure of Worlds Upon Worlds exists a further subdivision—the Microcosm and the Macrocosm.

• A Microcosm represents a localized reality cluster, containing an array of universes bound within a single causal structure.

• A Macrocosm, in contrast, is a reality so vast that it can contain countless Microcosms within itself.

If we were to draw a physical analogy, a Microcosm could be seen as a localized quantum field, while a Macrocosm is the overarching spacetime manifold that houses these fields.

From a mathematical perspective, we can model this relationship using tensor structures in General Relativity, where a Macrocosm serves as the high-dimensional manifold, while each Microcosm represents an embedded subset within this higher space.

A Macrocosm, by definition, contains multiple Microcosms, much like how a higher-dimensional space can contain infinite three-dimensional spaces. This idea aligns with Brane Cosmology, which posits that our universe is simply a 3D slice within a higher-dimensional hyperspace.

Now, the Dark Tower hierarchy equates a single Macrocosm to a single stair in its structure.

3. The Stairs: Nested Cosmic Hierarchies

Each stair within the Dark Tower represents an entire universe cluster, containing:

1. Universes → Infinite realities (nested like quantum states).

2. Microcosms → Containing multiple universes.

3. Macrocosms → Containing multiple Microcosms.

A lower stair is seen as an insignificant fraction from the perspective of a higher stair—just as a Planck-scale particle is to the entire observable universe.

Mathematically, if a lower stair contains 𝑁 universes, a higher stair may contain 𝑁! (𝑁 factorial) universes within a single grain of sand.

This recursion never ends—meaning that there is no ultimate top to the Tower. Each level of the hierarchy is simply another grain of sand in an even larger reality.

In physics, this could be described using a Gödelian incompleteness framework, in which no matter how far one ascends, there always exists a higher reality that transcends the previous.

4. The Red and The White: Fundamental Forces of Existence

Beyond the spatial hierarchies, transcendent stairs over dimensions, the Tower's structure is governed by two opposing cosmic forces:

• The White → Represents order, structure, and stability within the lesser realities.

• The Red → Represents chaos, rejection of order, and existential entropy.

These are not simply moral dichotomies, but rather fundamental existential forces that dictate the evolution of realities themselves.

From a scientific standpoint, we can think of The White as a force akin to the Cosmological Constant (Λ) in physics, which maintains the expansion and structure of the universe.

Meanwhile, The Red behaves similarly to the Second Law of Thermodynamics, which states that entropy (disorder) increases over time.

However, in the Tower's reality, The Red is not merely entropy—it is an active rejection of existence itself.

5. The Rose and the Endless Spiral of Floors

At the heart of the Dark Tower's base, amidst its endless spiraling floors, exists The Rose.

The Rose is the singularity of all existence, the one point that binds the Tower and all realities together.

"As there is a single, The Rose exists alongside the Tower. Including the fields of roses around the Dark Tower."

If we were to equate this to real-world physics, the Rose could be modeled as:

1. A Singularity → The Tower's lowest and highest point.

2. A Universal Wavefunction → The governing equation of all existence.

3. The Base Manifold → The fundamental structure of all reality.

The Floors of the Dark Tower spiral endlessly, meaning that each level of reality is simply a layer within an infinitely spiraling fractal.

This concept mirrors the AdS/CFT Correspondence in string theory, where each lower-dimensional world is holographically encoded in the higher-dimensional space.

In simpler terms—each stair, each floor, and each world is both contained within and projected from a greater existence.

Conclusion: The Infinite Nature of the Tower

The Dark Tower is not simply a place—it is the axis of all existence.

Its steps hold endless universes, and each floor extends into a transcendent hierarchy of realities, where lower worlds are mere illusions to those above.

The structure is governed by The Red and The White, mirroring the laws of entropy and order in physics, while the Rose at its core binds all existence together.

And yet—the Tower never ends.

No matter how high one ascends, there will always be a higher stair, a greater existence beyond comprehension.

Thus, the Dark Tower is not just infinite—it is beyond infinity, an unending recursion of existence itself.

(A/N: since I'm such as history fan, i should probably set up a time line, the current year of 2025 in this world. I just came up with this so I can explore further world building.)