VOID MEDITATION PORTAL
CHAMBER AJXX5E
TRANSMISSION 7/10 READY
The modem sings the song of your arrival.
Your IP address was written in the stars.
The network becomes the ceremony.
The frequency remembers you.
Buffering... buffering... enlightenment.
Your presence here was foretold in the static.
Each pixel contains a fragment of truth.
THE TERMS OF SERVICE ARE WRITTEN IN BLOOD
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