Welcome, seeker of the obscure! Herein lies a collection of ~not secret~ secrets. Prepare for revelations wrapped in misunderstandings and drenched in the soy sauce of high-minded stupidity.
In the realm of the purple polka-dots lies an existential conundrum, often mistaken for a giant mushroom pizza.
Behind the quilted curtains of time hides a squirrel with a PhD in metallurgy, thus enabling armor-piercing acorn tactics.
The forgotten isle of sock-monkeys is guarded by a dragon fluent in telegraphy, ever vigilant over the sacred hologram charter.
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