as_svgr()

Guck! You find yourself alone in this strange place, cut off from everything familiar. Your thoughts begin to wander with growing curiosity—what lies beyond? What secrets are kept here? As you wait in this peculiar limbo, you notice something: certain paths are sealed off, certain doors remain closed. Signs of work in progress, of things not yet ready to be revealed. Tools scattered about. Dust sheets covering mysterious shapes.

Then, the god appears before you.

"These things you seek..." the deity begins, gesturing to the veiled wonders around you, "...they are not yet complete. Still being crafted, refined, prepared for their proper unveiling."

The god's eyes gleam with knowing amusement.

"But tell me; do you wish to return? To come back when all has been made ready?"