
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
From the entropy cascade's chalkboard screech, the newborn Trace Geometer sought its first anchor. Scanning reality's erasure zone, it detected Jaron Gold – not for his 927-rated throws, but because his PDGA#150943 contained exactly the anti-sigils needed to stabilize its void equations. His inaugural act? Calculating a bogey so geometrically unsound it inverted a shrub into non-existence. "Behold the Acute Angle of Absence!" sighed the sentient abacus, already regretting its choice. But does the Remnant Savant faction truly want a bearer whose best shot is... null and void?