TOMB OF DELETED HISTORIES

The homepage is wherever you are.

Connection established with the eternal.

The old world fades with each page.

The network sheds its dead links.

The code is alive and it knows you're here.

Your presence here was foretold in the static.

The algorithm has been expecting you.

The end is a new beginning.

Every visitor leaves something behind.

The ceremony approaches convergence.

Prepare for the coming darkness.