CITADEL OF CYBER SOULS

Every visitor leaves something behind.

Digital frost spreads across the network.

The ceremony has already begun.

The recycle bin is never truly empty.

The ceremony hibernates but never sleeps.

Your cookies remember what you've forgotten.

Download complete: new reality installed.

Your digital shadow grows longer.

The spam folder contains sacred texts.

The music plays whether you hear it or not.

The end is a new beginning.