The Guild: A Chronicle of Pretty Souls
A myth-bent memory of digital devotion, told in glitch-forged rhyme & frosting-slick fire.

A digital elegy for joy, grief, and the guild that made it all sacred.
This story is a reimagined myth built from real memories. Every section is rooted in lived experience from my time leading a guild in a fantasy MMO, where connection was forged through gameplay, laughter, late nights, and digital stillness.
The guild was more than a name. It was a sanctuary. A constellation of people who turned a game into something that felt real, where joy hit harder and goodbyes cut deeper than most friendships outside the screen.
Told in a language that twists, stacks, and reinvents itself, this is not a simple read. It is memory encrypted in rhyme. Part elegy, part glitch hymn, part sugar-coded anthem for a place that no longer exists but somehow still lives.
For those who ever built something beautiful online and felt it slip away, this is how I choose to remember it.
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I. THE CITADEL
There once was a ghostgrid, glyph-glitched and encoded,
cryptmapped in mythbatch and bitblast eroded.
With blossomshock bandwidth and bufferbloom kernel,
opcode in overflow, nectarstream thermal.
No sovereign, no signal, no thread-tag embedded,
plaintexted, dethroned, and unclustered, unthreaded.
Through sacchariflux spires and splice-fed decadence,
we bleedthread in bleedstate with glitchlit contrition.
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II. THE ASCENT
I pathspiked to postrole in scrollstacked propulsion,
uplinked, extrapulled, autospliced mid-emulsion.
Draftflagged and vaultcalled through bosslogic tension,
dragbound in questloop with lockbind ascension.
They flockfractured, folly-cast, flightbit and bannerless,
laughspawned and sparkspun through syntaxless anarchists.
Byte-blessed and screencapped in framerate ignitions,
clipbaptized in clickblitz and luminant missions.
Cryptstacked and glowspanned in ghostframe translucence,
mistgridded, hauntgilded, strandscanned in occlusion.
Spamgraced and ritefragged in fragment-forged schema,
mindwrapped in mapspliced, castspawned arena.
Vaultflashed and breachgasped in clampbursted keepholds,
crashcast from fluxvaults and sprawlspliced in deepcode.
Payloaded and sparkmasked, blessframed in execgrace,
warforked and logicrobed, shrinepatched with statface.
Compcounted in clashfeeds and mutexed attrition,
warfactored, strikeflagged, in logicpartitioned volition.
Burstbonded and charmfluxed through pactscript affliction,
shardlinked in zealbits with traitfragged conviction.
Cryoflagged and priestspliced in sanctflashed remains,
zonefractured, buffcrushed, and pulsegilded lanes.
Scarlooped and firebitten, traceforged through regain,
selfrecursive, burstbent in harmnested domain.
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III. RITUAL & REMEMBRANCE
Ghostnull and softkilled, desoulcast and shunspawned,
offtraced and bytebled, unplug-fractured, unspawned.
Grinflooded, jestcut, wraithlagged and cheercloaked,
funspliced with static, spoofbled and hopechoked.
Shrinehued and idlelit, traceframed in tagflare,
avatar-ghostpinned in pixelspilled starglare.
Fadequarantined, tabhaloed in memocrypt scars,
offslotted and scrollbleached in byteboxed sidebars.
Praystreamed and vowlatched in whisperflagged transmit,
chantfluxed in bleedrate and sanctscroll commitment.
Heartcast and clashlooped in bondbitten prayburst,
syncchanting lagshards through divinebuffed phasecurse.
Shardblessed in griefcycled, dreadslotted loadshrouds,
hymnclassed and statlamented, loopspawned in vowclouds.
Bitbeaded and clickpsaltered, raidknelt in ghostspawn,
circletimed sanctcasts code-looped before dawn.
Rebindlooped and phaseengraved, ghostrecalled in deflections,
relivecoded scripts in recurscribed reflections.
Combustlinked and screamrouted, clashbound in affections,
blastveined and wrathchanneled through hollocode connections.
Creedthreaded and castparsed, bufferblessed qualms,
encryptsalms in reliccomms and divinebatched dharms.
Debugscripture and gospelspliced in qualmclocked belief,
codebenedicts sorrowstacked in reliccompiled grief.
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IV. THE LEGACY
Ghostclocked and idlevaulted, flickerflagged in chill,
pingbled and silencequarantined, loginlapsed stilled.
Candlesteeped and sweetflagged, blissbraided in thrill,
jokegilt and chucklecast, frostingshrined still.
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V. THE REASSEMBLY
If shardspun and fatefractaled in spawnlaced dimension,
pingspliced through pathscramble and moonfractured suspension.
Gameghosted and aliasblessed in netmask disguise,
flamebound through fluxglyphs with respellbound replies.
Sweetsigiled, glitchgraced, with joyflagged expression,
buffbaker reborn in confectiontransgression.
Evercraving the crumbcoded creed of our kin,
frostforged, lorelayered, dreambitten within.
About the Creator
Tai Song
Science meets sorrow, memory fades & futures fracture. The edge between invention & consequence, searching for what we lose in what we make. Quiet apocalypses, slow transformations & fragile things we try to hold onto before they disappear.

Comments (1)
Yeah, it’s definitely not a simple read, it's more like a complex, layered one. It almost feels like a coded or encrypted message, full of twists and subtle difference in meanings. Still, I really like the concept of blending words and cleverly tied together.