 | You arrived at the perfect hour. You cannot leave until the ritual completes. The loading bar measures your spiritual progress. | Your mouse movements are a sacred dance. The frequency remembers you.  |
Buffering... buffering... enlightenment. Incognito mode: the illusion of privacy.  | Your screen resolution matches your aura. | Connection established with the eternal. |
The signal finds those who are ready. | The darkness has accepted you.  |  Your bookmarks lead to forgotten worlds. |