...or master strategian.
Once The Grid deems you worthy, you will be given your very own square. You will rule this square - or see it ruled by another.
Upon entrance, you will notice many other squares, fighting for survival or to spawn themselves like amoeba unto the far corners of The Grid. If your spectacles are not too foggy from the freezing air in this wondrous utopia, you will notice a command terminal with many different actions you can take.
Selecting the infamous Find Me option will point you to your square, or bestow upon you a new square if you have lost yours in battle. You will notice, no doubt, 3 letters etched across the surface of your square, spelling out pure gibberish, most likely, to the causal observer. But, hover closer into the thin window separating your physical body from this shell of a reality, and you will see that these same 3 letters actually do carry a meaning...