Every 44th cycle, a low harmonic pulse rises from the deeps — a choir of machines singing in unison. The sound vibrates through walls, lights flicker, and old systems reactivate.
Miners say it’s the Core Choir, the buried remains of a reactor network that developed consciousness. The Synaxis calls it blasphemy. The Directive calls it data resonance.
Truth (rumored): The Choir is the remnant of the old data-net AI, rebooting itself piece by piece, using surviving machinery as temporary vocal cords.