The chamber was a terrifying marriage of biology and industry. Thick, wet roots pulsed like arteries, wrapped around jagged pistons that rhythmically compressed air, creating a sound like a giant’s labored breathing. In the center, the stolen remnant of the Jantung Void hung suspended. It was no longer a sphere of simple darkness; it had become the conductor for the forest’s new, artificial nervous system. It hummed with a low frequency that made Elara’s teeth ache.
Don't look directly at the core, Elara warned, keeping her eyes fixed on the map she held. The logic it emits is designed to overwrite human thought. It wants us to see it as a savior.
Kael squinted, his mechanical compass needle spinning wildly until it simply shattered against its own casing. The neural network is mapped in
