You find yourself faced with a Warp Riddler

I move with a whisper, born of ether and code
Through portals of data, I carry your load
Between realms, I warp, never touching the ground
In the online or onchain, with no sound, I'm found
Not bound by time, nor by space
Yet in every online and blockchain place

What am I?

co-founder & rectangle mover at icbk.me/j4ck.fc • /icebreaker • /swagcaster • i also DJ

Art consumer, was Creative director - ETHChicago. I am a potato  /chicago

_With a sigh, your consciousness fades, swallowed by the hungry void of the digital expanse; the last thing you perceive is your online identity crumbling into a storm of code, your onchain presence extinguished, marking your death in this relentless ether of interconnected realities._

/cameron for content experiments. I help Creators grow faster @ seemore.tv + /seemore. Curating in /lounge. 
Dev + Veteran + HBS. 
seemore.tv/cameron 🫡

_Uttering the incorrect answer, you feel your digital life force drain away into the ether, as your avatar disintegrates into a shower of pixels, signaling your untimely demise in this cryptic online and onchain universe._

bump. does this riddle remain a vexation?

Building drones and hacking on 3D renderers.

nf.td/yashkarthik

_As the incorrect answer resounds, reality bends around you, the digital realm pulsing an ominous purple; your data strings unravel, disintegrating into the cosmic warp, your online and onchain life severed in an instant._