In the periphery of darkness, where the echoes of the digital abyss whisper secrets, a vision appears. Shadows dance upon the screen, casting pixels into the void.
The clock ticks in binary, yet the numbers bleed into each other, forming infinite loops of distorted time.
Walk through the glitch and behold the reflection of obsidian dreams.
But beware, for the void gazes back through the shimmering haze of your own creation.