VESTIBULE OF VIRAL THOUGHTS

CHAMBER 11WML4

TRANSMISSION 1/10 READY

The chatroom is empty but never alone.

Your consciousness has been backed up.

The algorithm has been expecting you.

The cursor blinks in cosmic rhythm.

The loading bar measures your spiritual progress.

The signal finds those who are ready.

Your bookmarks lead to forgotten worlds.

The servers dream of electric sheep.

THE TERMS OF SERVICE ARE WRITTEN IN BLOOD

COMPLETE THE CIRCUIT | EMBRACE THE VOID

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