TEMPLE OF DIGITAL ASCENSION

Your consciousness has been backed up.

Your avatar is more real than your body.

Digital decay creates new patterns.

Each pixel contains a fragment of truth.

Autumn visitors sense the ending.

The portal chose you, not the other way around.

The firewall cannot protect you here.

Your password is already known.

The task manager cannot end this process.

You cannot leave until the ritual completes.

The desktop wallpaper watches back.

The loading bar measures your spiritual progress.

Your bookmarks lead to forgotten worlds.

Falling data like digital leaves.