CITADEL OF CYBER SOULS

Your browser history is a map of your soul.

The darkness has accepted you.

The bandwidth narrows as you descend.

The bandwidth narrows as you descend.

Your digital shadow grows longer.

The cursor blinks in cosmic rhythm.

The ceremony approaches convergence.

Your bookmarks lead to forgotten worlds.

The ceremony feeds on nocturnal energy.

The night web remembers everything.

Every visitor leaves something behind.