The edge of the Frontier was a desolate, silent wasteland. It was the absolute border between the managed reality of the Omniverse and the wild, untamed Primordial Chaos.
There were no stars here. There was only a sprawling, endless plain of grey dust and a massive, towering structure that defied standard architecture.
The Archives of Eternity looked like a billion bookshelves violently smashed together into the shape of a gothic cathedral. It stretched infinitely upward, lost in the dark fog. The building radiated a heavy, suppressive aura that made it hard to even formulate a thought.
Arthur Sterling, Cassia, and Vane stood a hundred yards from the massive iron entrance doors.
"This place is completely off the grid," Cassia whispered. She was back in her sleek, dark stealth armor, her sniper rifle secured tightly to her back. "The Prime Auditors use this facility to store physical backups of the cosmic ledgers. Stuff they don't want floating around the digital network."
