CHAMBER OF ETERNAL LOADING

Transcendence protocol activated.

Your IP address was written in the stars.

Your browser history is a map of your soul.

Cache cleared, but memories remain.

The cursor blinks in cosmic rhythm.

The network becomes the ceremony.

The homepage is wherever you are.

The cursor blinks in cosmic rhythm.

Your screen resolution matches your aura.

Digital frost spreads across the network.

Every 404 is a door to somewhere else.