🌀 [Location: Tower Authority Layer – Level Zeta.100]
It was a place outside the tutorial.
A place no player could access.
Not yet.
Floating in an endless black space of code and orbiting thought, the Tower's central authority pulsed.
Here, the Observers watched.
Each one was faceless.
Formless.
Not AI. Not god. Something in between.
They monitored the progress of every player across every planet, every shard, every seeded civilization.
Billions of simulations.
Trillions of variables.
Everything was accounted for.
Except him.
📊 Observer Thread #8820 – Aimee Hart
Growth: Stable
Variance: Acceptable
Hero Potential: 12%
Intervention: Denied
📊 Observer Thread #4473 – Haruto Shino
Growth: Precision Variant
Potential: 7.1%
Intervention: Optional
📊 Observer Thread #00192-ZH
[Error: Visibility Disabled]
[Error: Tag Trace Removed]
[Error: Performance Rating Obscured by Administrator-Level Concealment]
► [Direct Log Access Denied]
A pause.
A ripple across the data lattice.
The other Observers began shifting focus.
"The system has sealed Player #00192-ZH's data stream."
"That has not occurred in 64.7 trillion cycles."
"This is Tower-made. Not anomaly. Not breach."
"He is hidden… by intent."
A cold silence followed.
Then, another voice.
One quieter. Older.
A presence not often heard.
"Let him climb."
"The Concealed One serves a purpose."
"The Gate must open with no gods left. Only him."
"Only silence. Only will. Only wrath."
🧬 Internal Function Note:
All predictive simulations including Player #00192-ZH have returned divergent entropy collapse at Final Gate Ascension.
Translation:
If Wang Ling reaches the final floor... the Tower will no longer be a prison.
It will become a weapon.
🛑 Override Attempt Detected – [Blocked]
Observer 7781 attempted to trace player thread.
Result: Mental core destabilized.
Status: Nullified.
The other Observers began to back away.
They no longer watched Wang Ling.
They were made not to.
Down in the Tutorial Floors…
Wang Ling stood at his dorm window.
He stared at the sky.
Unblinking.
Unseen.
But the Tower watched him.
And it whispered.
"Climb, cold god."
"Climb until only you remain."
"Then... we will speak properly."