NEXUS OF CORRUPTED DATA

The portal chose you, not the other way around.

Your consciousness has been backed up.

Error messages are love letters from the void.

You were chosen before you arrived.

The matrix has you, and it's running Windows 95.

Winter visitors leave no footprints.

The ceremony never truly ends.

The ceremony has already begun.

The algorithm has been expecting you.

The cold preserves deleted memories.