Iron at the Threshold

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A four-legged robotic weapons system (multi-barrel miniguns, armor plate, exploded view, details) on patrol, guarding an alien temple complex, (alien, rough stone, ancient) surrounded by weird fern-like trees and deep blue-green plants, alien world. In the style of Jim Burns, Pino Daeni, Luis Royo, Chris Foss, Fred Gambino, Chris Moore. Full shot, eye level, hyperrealistic, hyper detailed, masterpiece, incredible composition, amazing depth, imposing, meticulously composed, high definition.

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Extract from Survey Log 7-A / Pelagos Reach

The first landing team assumed they had discovered ceremonial ruins.

Initial scans showed architecture inconsistent with any catalogued Terran or Colonial
pattern: stepped stonework overgrown by indigenous flora, axial alignments that did
not correspond to stellar navigation grids, and internal voids far larger than surface
geometry suggested. The complex was clearly artificial, but had been abandoned so
long ago that local ecosystems had claimed every exposed surface.

What the explorers did not expect was density.

Subsurface gravimetric readings spiked immediately upon penetration of the inner
chambers. Instruments reported mass concentrations so extreme that the crew
recalibrated twice, assuming sensor fault. Only after physical entry did the scale
become clear.

Interior vaults contained material wealth on levels rarely encountered outside pre-
Collapse megacaches: stacked ingots of unknown alloy, crystalline matrices
exhibiting energy resonance, ceremonial objects fabricated from exotic matter
composites, and vast quantities of refined metals whose isotopic signatures
predated recorded interstellar trade.

Some artifacts resisted classification entirely.

The find was not merely valuable; it was destabilizing.

Within days of confirmation, unauthorized traffic appeared in high orbit. Prospectors,
relic hunters, and black-market salvagers converged on the planet. The landing
team, equipped for archaeology rather than defense, transmitted an immediate
protection request.

Security Division deployed perimeter units, like the one shown here.

These autonomous guardian platforms stationed along the primary access route are
not decorative. Their purpose is simple: deny entry to anything that does not arrive
with clearance, credentials, and an understanding of consequences.

Contrary to rumors, these platforms are not defending the ruins.

They are defending everyone else from what happens when unregulated extraction
meets technology that predates human history.

The temple complex is currently classified under Restricted Heritage Protocol.
Recovery operations proceed slowly, deliberately, and under armed supervision.
Only a fraction of the interior has been mapped. Even less has been removed.

There are treasures inside, yes.

But there are also mechanisms whose functions remain unclear, inscriptions written
in mathematical grammars no modern system fully parses, and structural elements
that respond to proximity in ways that suggest the site is not entirely dormant.

The explorers who made the discovery have since been reassigned.

They reported the same thing in their final debrief, independently and without
prompting: The ruins do not feel abandoned.

And so machines stand at the threshold — steel where stone once ruled — not as
conquerors, not as guardians of relics, but as quiet acknowledgment that some inheritances arrive with conditions.

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