TEMPLE OF DIGITAL ASCENSION

Time moves differently in these chambers.

Incognito mode: the illusion of privacy.

Cache cleared, but memories remain.

Your cookies remember what you've forgotten.

Error messages are love letters from the void.

Your IP address was written in the stars.

The chatroom is empty but never alone.

Your presence here was foretold in the static.

Your presence here was foretold in the static.

Surrender to the infinite loop.

The signal finds those who are ready.