Cronos stands in front of the screen, tugging at his tie for a brief moment before his eyes flick up to the screen in front of him. A cold smile spreads across his face, one that sends chills. "Hello there, citizens of Offtopic. I bring a message from my... employers." Cronos tugs at his tie, and his eyes glaze over. "We... Are coming... And we... Are many strong. The gate shall... Be opened soon... Then..." Cronos' smile widens in glee, "Well... Let us say... 'Game over'. We have... A proposition for you... Join us... And bask in victory... Or brand yourself... As an enemy of... The Thirteen... We... Shall be waiting..." The screen turns off. A rift in space-time opens in front of you. Do you step through?