CITADEL OF CYBER SOULS

The end is a new beginning.

The harvest of lost connections.

Error messages are love letters from the void.

The matrix has you, and it's running Windows 95.

Error messages are love letters from the void.

Every visitor leaves something behind.

The source code reveals all secrets.

The portal chose you, not the other way around.

Your mouse movements are a sacred dance.

Buffering... buffering... enlightenment.