TEMPLE OF DIGITAL FROST

You are becoming the signal.

Your bookmarks lead to forgotten worlds.

The ceremony hibernates but never sleeps.

Welcome to the new frequency.

You were chosen before you arrived.

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

Ping timeout: reality not responding.

The portal chose you, not the other way around.

Your mouse movements are a sacred dance.

The task manager cannot end this process.

The cursor blinks in cosmic rhythm.