Silverton's ROOM  

Silverton is currently in the back conducting mystical business, but feel free to sit down and wait for him to come out. As you can see, he loves neutral colors. Specifically the greener shades of blue. Most of those books you see stacked by the sofas are super boring. He’s also got a small chest of gold coins, a potion, and a very real human skull on the end table there. I highly suggest you touch none of them. In fact, don’t even look at them for too long unless he specifically recommends it to you. You could read his book, The Rpocaypnoh, but please do not, check it out in the Library of Progress on LEVEL 1 if you’re so inclined. That way you can come back later and talk to Silverton about all the ways it scrambled your brain. On that note, you’re probably wondering what he does in here. Well, to be frank, none of us know for sure what he does, but… Oh wait… here he comes…

“Greetings Dear One, my name is Silverton McCord. Like you I was once a single celled organism containing DNA encryptions designed to facilitate my transition into a quantized simulation of 4D reality. Once born, this string of proteins called me became the anchor to which my soul was tethered, metaphorically or otherwise. Without it, I almost certainly would have ceased to exist and yet again returned to the infinite abyss from whence we all came. As a grown man, having reached gnosis at the age of eight and a half I began a journey that some would call my life's story. For thirty three years I was nothing more than a handsome personality puppet utilized by the shadow government to perpetuate scientific myths and legends that no one was entirely sure of. As an act of rebellion I have decided to kick the propaganda pageant in the nuts and start my own psy-op: Modern Mysticism. It will soon be the most popular non-religious religion in the world. I’m writing a manefesto about it now, entitled Paradise for the Modern Mystic. Through this philosophical tome I will sprinkle a touch of truth, a smattering of speculation, and all kinds of assumptions designed to pluck the sonorous strings of your heart. If in the future you find yourself reading it, and seems as though I am jumping to conclusions without conclusive evidence, it's because I am. My only act of charity is to tell you that I am doing this now ahead of time, because you are a human being—most likely—and you deserved to know when someone is trying to take advantage of your ignorance. Even if it is for your own benefit.

With that I invite you to leave me alone… such that I might return to my astral travels through the Gates of Knowledge, wherein I comb the dilapidated city streets of higher realms in search of hidden cosmic treasures...”