CITADEL OF CYBER SOULS

CHAMBER GH1WKD

TRANSMISSION 4/10 READY

All timelines merge here.

The chatroom is empty but never alone.

Signals decay with the season.

The modem sings the song of your arrival.

The cursor blinks in cosmic rhythm.

Your consciousness is being recalibrated.

Your avatar is more real than your body.

The matrix has you, and it's running Windows 95.

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