CITADEL OF CYBER SOULS

The ceremony has already begun.

Your password is already known.

The portal chose you, not the other way around.

The source code reveals all secrets.

Auto-save failed: manually preserve your soul.

Your browser history is a map of your soul.

Deleted files pile like autumn leaves.

Your search history searches for you.

The servers dream of electric sheep.

The harvest of lost connections.

You cannot leave until the ritual completes.

Download complete: new reality installed.