TOMB OF DELETED HISTORIES

Prophecies fulfill themselves.

The portal chose you, not the other way around.

Every 404 is a door to somewhere else.

The desktop wallpaper watches back.

The music plays whether you hear it or not.

You cannot leave until the ritual completes.

Transcendence protocol activated.

Frozen frequencies pierce the veil.

The servers dream of electric sheep.

The chatroom is empty but never alone.