CITADEL OF CYBER SOULS

Your screen resolution matches your aura.

Signals decay with the season.

The chatroom is empty but never alone.

The code is alive and it knows you're here.

Pop-ups are portals in disguise.

Incognito mode: the illusion of privacy.

The servers dream of electric sheep.

Surrender to the infinite loop.

Every visitor leaves something behind.

Pop-ups are portals in disguise.

The final frequency awakens.

The desktop wallpaper watches back.