The ball-shaped quantum mainframe rotated thirty degrees on its magnetic bearings, the cobalt lighting darkening to a deep, oceanic indigo.
Above the stone stand, the light-projected globe swelled until it filled the center of the archive chamber. Seven brilliant crimson beacons ignited across the rotating sphere, each casting an upright beam of light that projected down into the bedrock, tracing deep-mantle map points spanning the entire globe.
Arthur Vance adjusted his Monocle Type-list Loupe. His sight feed locked onto the global mapmaking compiled by the United Earth Science Board in the final months of Year 0.
“Tracking data confirmed,” Arthur announced. “File classification: The Seven Primordial Vaults. The desperate holding network established by the pre-Disaster great realm before global governance collapsed.”
Valerie stepped closer to the projection, her eyes scanning the map points. “Seven underground facilities... Scattered across the deepest deep-rock points on the planet. How did humanity build something this massive during the middle of a world-size collapse?”
“They didn’t build them from scratch during the collapse,” Arthur explained, scrolling through the building manifests. “The United Earth Board spent two decades before Year 0 excavating deep-mantle ground-shaking research arrays, using experimental quantum shaking drilling rigs and offering earth-heat sinks. The drill punctured the parasite in Antarctica. Then, the Board realized that the entity’s bio-signed name stretched across the entire globe. They repurposed the seven deepest drill complexes into hardened holding vaults—anchoring huge magnetic seals and ice-cold baffles directly into the lithosphere to create a ringing world-size ringing web.”
