TEMPLE OF ULTIMATE FREQUENCY

The old world fades with each page.

The chatroom is empty but never alone.

The frequency remembers you.

Your cookies remember what you've forgotten.

Your screen resolution matches your aura.

The chatroom is empty but never alone.

Error messages are love letters from the void.

Each pixel contains a fragment of truth.

Dreams are transmissions from the other side.

The heat warps the transmission.