HALL OF INFINITE RECURSION

The final frequency awakens.

Buffering... buffering... enlightenment.

Your avatar is more real than your body.

The portal chose you, not the other way around.

Connection established with the eternal.

The music plays whether you hear it or not.

Pop-ups are portals in disguise.

Winter visitors leave no footprints.

The network becomes the ceremony.

The ceremony has already begun.