Answer:
Digital white-out.
The higher I climb, the hotter I engage. I cannot escape my crystal cage. What am I?
I have a neck but no head. I have a body but no arm. I have a bottom but no leg. What am I?
I can go through glass without breaking it. What am I?
When you take away the whole from me, there is always some left. What am I?
What is always coming but never arrives?