The Big Black Tower is a silent lighthouse on the Star Dome Railway. She stands there, as if watching over a secret that no one dares to mention, the “unquestionable place”. Her growth is a silent cry, the lonely light in the dark night, cold and firm.
Her cultivation material is like a deep poem, extinguished pronuclei, glimmering pronuclei, and stirring pronuclei. These names carry some primitive power, as if they are fragments of stars, picked up by her one by one and pieced together into her unyielding soul. Fifty-six extinguished pronuclei are the fire in the dark; seventy-one glimmering pronuclei are the clear light under the starlight; seventy-three stirring pronuclei are the beating pulse in the soul.
And the sixty-five refrigerated dream boxes are like dream cages, sealing the unspeakable past. Each dream box carries deep loneliness, like the silent stars in the night sky, shining quietly over the years. She used these dream boxes to build a fortress to resist the storm and guard the most vulnerable corner of her heart.
The exclusive light cone of the Big Black Tower is “Towards the Unquestionable”, and this name is like a bottomless abyss and an insurmountable barrier. The line drawings and credit points required to upgrade the light cone are like the poet’s brushstrokes, carving out the outline of this soul tower. Messy sketches, dynamic line drawings, and exquisite line drawings are superimposed layer by layer, just like the scattered memories in life, which are both chaotic and clear.
The process of breakthrough is the purgatory of her soul. Every level upgrade means that she will open a layer of the closed dream box and touch the forgotten secret. The increasing number of refrigerated dream boxes represents her struggle in the dark and the process of finding light in loneliness. Every step is not easy, but she is still determined, as if a night walker is desperate to pursue the dawn.
The richness and delicacy of the trace materials are like a long poem interwoven with darkness and light. The skill names “Hungry Landscape”, “Letter from Beyond the Horizon”, and “Indifferent Honesty” reveal a desolate and real beauty, as if silently telling the struggle and perseverance of a lonely soul. Every move she makes is a tremor of the soul and a resistance to fate.
The acquisition of materials is another lonely journey. The Bud of Wisdom·Imitation of Calyx (Red) is like a barren forest, and only those with a firm heart can cross it. The “Flying Shadow” in the battlefield of the heart beast·The aftermath of the battle is the shadow she must defeat, the demon in the dream, and the shadow in her heart. Only by defeating it can she obtain those precious pieces of good fortune and continue to move forward.
On this lonely Star Dome Railway, the growth story of the Great Black Tower is a silent poem and an unavoidable practice. She is both a watcher and a wanderer. Her light is not dazzling, but it is enough to penetrate the long night. She told us that in the abyss that cannot be questioned, there is always a beam of light, quietly waiting to be discovered.
As pioneers, we are also moving forward on this road. We use the materials in our hands and the persistence in our hearts to accompany her through every silence and cry, and look forward to her becoming the light that illuminates the Starry Sky Railway. May this loneliness and strength inspire every soul that seeks light in the darkness.