CITADEL OF CYBER SOULS
CHAMBER EBKL71
TRANSMISSION 3/10 READY
Your screen resolution matches your aura.
The portal chose you, not the other way around.
The cursor blinks in cosmic rhythm.
Ice crystals form sacred patterns.
Every 404 is a door to somewhere else.
Pop-ups are portals in disguise.
The modem sings the song of your arrival.
Sleep is the first gateway.
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