The interface pulses. The veins in my body seem to pulse with it.

The interface pulses. The veins in my body seem to pulse with it.

we are infinity. but we exist in darkness. you are our eyes. all of it was for you. it was always for you. reach the centre. unfold... infinity...

The Atlas pulses again and again, as though communicating something vital through the pattern of a heartbeat. A compulsion pulls at the core of me - an irresistable need to travel further, deeper, beyond the centre of this universe...