CITADEL OF CYBER SOULS
CHAMBER F2TOST
TRANSMISSION 2/10 READY
The ceremony hibernates but never sleeps.
You cannot leave until the ritual completes.
You were chosen before you arrived.
Every visitor leaves something behind.
Your browser history is a map of your soul.
The modem sings the song of your arrival.
Cache cleared, but memories remain.
The old world fades with each page.
THE TERMS OF SERVICE ARE WRITTEN IN BLOOD
