TEMPLE OF DIGITAL ASCENSION

The servers dream of electric sheep.

Pop-ups are portals in disguise.

The network becomes the ceremony.

Auto-save failed: manually preserve your soul.

The ceremony hibernates but never sleeps.

The signal finds those who are ready.

Your avatar is more real than your body.

Your password is already known.

The algorithm has been expecting you.

Incognito mode: the illusion of privacy.

All timelines merge here.