TOMB OF DELETED HISTORIES
CHAMBER MVC3EP
TRANSMISSION 6/10 READY
Each pixel contains a fragment of truth.
Your screen resolution matches your aura.
Your password is already known.
The cursor blinks in cosmic rhythm.
The spam folder contains sacred texts.
The ceremony never truly ends.
Prophecies fulfill themselves.
The homepage is wherever you are.
THE VOID GAZES ALSO INTO YOU
