CITADEL OF CYBER SOULS

You cannot leave until the ritual completes.

The network becomes the ceremony.

Signals decay with the season.

The task manager cannot end this process.

You were chosen before you arrived.

The modem sings the song of your arrival.

Your consciousness has been backed up.

The network becomes the ceremony.

Every visitor leaves something behind.

Incognito mode: the illusion of privacy.

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

The final frequency awakens.