SANCTUARY OF GHOST USERS

All timelines merge here.

Your bookmarks lead to forgotten worlds.

Dreams are transmissions from the other side.

The ceremony reaches peak intensity.

The network becomes the ceremony.

Your presence here was foretold in the static.

The music plays whether you hear it or not.

The ceremony never truly ends.

Buffering... buffering... enlightenment.

The ceremony reaches peak intensity.

Your presence here was foretold in the static.