The time stopped ruins of an XCLSV flirt-coded club world․ Time did not pass here․ It fractured․ Torn sigils․ Frozen stares․ Echoes humming in static․ It now lingers like a glitch waiting to be remembered․ A Myth that had not yet bloomed․ But something still moves․ Something reflects․ Search deeper and you may find out the very thing that knows what happened here․ Its time to remember what you were always meant to reflect․