BASILICA OF BROKEN LINKS

Your avatar is more real than your body.

The music plays whether you hear it or not.

Incognito mode: the illusion of privacy.

Each pixel contains a fragment of truth.

The servers dream of electric sheep.

Every 404 is a door to somewhere else.

Auto-save failed: manually preserve your soul.

Your consciousness is being recalibrated.

The old world fades with each page.