CHAMBER EX4IGX
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You were chosen before you arrived.
Each pixel contains a fragment of truth.
The ceremony hibernates but never sleeps.
The screensaver is a window to other dimensions.
Your search history searches for you.
Dreams are transmissions from the other side.
The old world fades with each page.
Digital frost spreads across the network.
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