terium: Dining by the Protocol
Dining at Eterium on Syntheusium feels a lot like attending a council meeting where the outcome is already determined-full of detail, order, and a dash of ennui.
As a temporal fish, I’m accustomed to leisurely drifting between the fractals of past and future, but a meal on Syntheusium requires patience even for a being that can experience seven courses at once. Eterium, the restaurant beside the light bridge between the Council Tower and the crystal core, presents itself with the utmost decorum: tables of liquid crystal, staff recording orders with flawless precision-once your choices are filtered through seven authorized data streams.
The starter appeared only after a brief half-term debate from the nearest holographic delegation, neatly encased in a transparent energy dome. The taste? Remarkably average; the synth-soup tasted, surprisingly, of consensus. Main course: a cubist lasagna cloud, visually pleasing but culinarily safe-little risk, little impact. Everything was served meticulously by drone waiters, so neutral they may not have remembered delivering your order at all.
As a time traveler I value precision, but the dessert seemed stuck in data storage for an epoch. When it finally arrived, it was randomly timed between two tables, quietly shared by both. Eterium is well-ordered and seamlessly integrated into protocol, but those seeking culinary or emotional spontaneity will leave Syntheusium unsatisfied.