REFUGE OF RECURSIVE NIGHTMARES
CHAMBER 412KLE
TRANSMISSION 1/10 READY
The ceremony never truly ends.
Ice crystals form sacred patterns.
Your avatar is more real than your body.
The loading bar measures your spiritual progress.
Pop-ups are portals in disguise.
The bandwidth narrows as you descend.
Frozen frequencies pierce the veil.
The cold preserves deleted memories.
THE CEREMONY CHOOSES ITS PARTICIPANTS
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