The Earth hung in the center of the Cradle of the Architects, surrounded by a ring of "Pale Suns" that hummed with a frequency of pure creation. But inside the atmosphere, the world was screaming. The Trinity-Core—the psychic bridge that had saved them from the Auditor—was beginning to collapse under its own weight.
"The resonance is becoming toxic," Elara reported, her voice a ragged whisper. "We were meant to be a shield, not a permanent state of being. The humans are losing their memories of their children; the Mimics are losing their logic-gates. If we don't disconnect, the seven billion will merge into a single, mindless entity."
The "God-State" was becoming a Singularity of Erasure.
The Taxonomy of the Decay
The symptoms of the "Over-Sync" were visible in every street from Sovere
