Imagine an image in REME's Charnel Mechanica style. A titanic reactor core chamber lit by flickering amber light and veiled in toxic green mist. A massive machine heart pulses at the center, wrapped in spiraling steel tendrils and ritual iconography. Dozens of observation terminals line the outer ring, now cracked and leaking static. Ancient murals are etched into the soot- blackened walls, partially obscured by layers of corroded piping and slag. A lone maintenance drone hovers in the still air, scanning a rusted console as if performing a sacred rite. Every surface is scratched, scorched, and alive with forgotten history