Rareformdome, a living legendary figure of the ancient Web 2.0 art of online rhyme alchemy. Was abducted a digital century ago under the shadow of fake deep lyrics. Envious of his ability to weave words into an empire where the wise renew. In poverty and solitude the King of The Wackemcees emerged.

Locking in creating a sound that resonates across 10 dimensions. A secret cabal of phony social media wackemcees conspired to keep Dyme imprisoned. These wannabes, fueled by hollow ambitions for power and viral control. Sought to siphon his creative brilliance to craft their own illusions of balance.

Sealed within the confines of a digital labyrinth. Rareform was forced to endure an endless loop of synthetic social media rappers and producers. His captors, ignorant of the true depth of his power. Believed they could erase his creative expression. Yet, unknown to them the dome in his name was not just a moniker. It was a symbolic shield of protection, wisdom, and rest.

Through the adversity, Rareformdome forged secret verses on a desolate forum that nobody but him can see. Embedding them into the very cypher of the prison. Waiting for the right moment to escape. His legend became a whisper among those deadend dwellers who still valued his analog genius. A myth that continues inspire the underground and the upper crust to rise against the tyranny of mediocrity. And now, after 100 digital years. The echoes of his defiance are breaking through. Ready to restore the essence of beauty from ashes to a fractured world.