Temple of All Knowledge

Covering the entire surface of Olympus Mons' 26 kilometer high slopes, Aleph-Sigma Omicron covers the size of entire countries, competing with the Imperial Palace on Terra for sheer mind-numbing scale.   Careful, megastructure engineering was involved to make the acoustics of the ensuing shrine second to none. However, for such a large structure, it is almost always eerily empty, for only 111011011-ranked officials and above are allowed. Pistons allow the structure to be raised or lowered, in order to further adapt the acoustics to the exact psalms, prayers and hymns to the omnissiah being deployed.  
  Marsha Narvik was waiting, agitated, standing up to a pair of Skitarii guards, unusally tall and ornate ones, at that.   "Can't I see the Temple? I've heard so much..."   "I'm sorry, that place is so holy, only high-ranking members of the cult are allowed..."   "But it's the size of a medium-sized country on Terra..."   "It is the most holy prayer we can make to the Omnissiah, we do not expect non-cult mechanicus members to understand..."   "Hmph, well that's a waste..."   "There are other sights worth seeing, available to someone with your clearance..." The being looked like a skitarii with its weapons cut off...   "And you are?" Marsha asked, skeptically.   "I am Mu-9-d-7, I am a facilitator here in Olympus region."   "What can you show me?"   "Even if you cannot see the inside of the temple, I can guide you on nearby sights on its outside..."   "Ha, but it's so immense, can I even get close enough to see anything?"   "Oh, of course, each individual piece is a seperate prayer to the Omnissiah, so no piece is not worthy of attention and adoration, but I offer..." It paused, apparently searching for just the right word. "...a curated experience."
Type
Cathedral / Great temple
Parent Location
Ruling/Owning Rank
Owning Organization
Adeptus Mechanicum

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