Destiny—Ka—is a circle. As long as one remembered that, many things in the Dark Tower Multiverse could be explained.
Here, time held little value. People did not even know what year or day it was. They only knew to rise at sunrise and rest at sunset, repeating the cycle without end.
Here, life was not life, and death was not death. People lived only to write down stories and watch the scenery along the road. The destination did not matter.
Of course, that applied to Roland, the original protagonist of the novel. Again and again, he walked the road to the Dark Tower, and again and again, he started over from the beginning. No one even knew whether the tower he reached was the same one each time, or merely different projections along the Timeline.
Marvel's Timeline was like a tree diagram, DC's Timeline was a circle, while the Dark Tower's Timeline was a dense fishing net that caught everyone living within it. At the center of that net stood the Tower.
It was a multiverse with no endpoint, yet one that drew infinitely close to one.
"Is there really no way to survive?" The girl was plainly terrified, trembling in the corner of the bed. "Why did I come here? Why did something like falling into a Parallel World happen to me?"
She was only an ordinary person. Her mind had already reached the brink of collapse.
"If you calmed down and thought about it, you'd realize you actually came out ahead. Not everyone got a second life. Besides, if you can find a 'door,' it may not be impossible for you to return to your own world."
Su Ming sat on the edge of the bed with his arms folded, looking at the instant noodles on the bedside