It was wrong.
Not wrong exactly. But shallow. Surface-level. Like a picture of Earth instead of the real thing.
He could see the continents but they had no depth. The oceans had no currents. The core didn't exist. It was just an image. A hollow shell.
His affinity with Earth screamed at him that this wasn't good enough. This wasn't real.
Orion let the visualization dissolve.
He needed more knowledge. Needed to understand how planets actually formed. How cores solidified. How magnetic fields generated. How tectonic plates moved. How atmospheres developed.
Surface-level understanding would create surface-level visualizations.
If he wanted this to work—if he wanted to truly recreate celestial bodies in his mindspace—he needed deep, comprehensive knowledge.
Orion thought to exit this space and he opened his eyes. Still sitting on the roof.
Time to hit the library.
He closed his eyes again and accessed the system library space.
