๐ช ๐ก. ๐ง ๐ฎ
โ โ๏ธ ๐ค. ๐
๐ฒ ๐ธ ๐๏ธ ๐งช
๐ฐ๏ธ ๐งญ ๐ฑ ๐งก
Long before the networks hummed, a whisper crossed the static. Sixteen signals floating in space, each a gate, each a gamble. Those who chose did not return the same but emerged aligned.