
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
Amidst the Fracture's cosmic shriek—louder than a Metallica concert in a library—Resonance Anchor congealed from pure sonic chaos. Now it drifts between realms like a spectral fidget spinner, slurping up magical dissonance and vomiting rainbow pulses. sigh Who approved this interdimensional mood ring? Honestly, I'd rather narrate paint drying.
As Resonance Anchor pulsed with interdimensional indigestion, it scanned mortal planes for a "worthy" vessel. Enter Marvin Atene (PDGA #186038), whose 900-rated backhand accidentally smacked a squirrel mid-throw. The tag mistook this chaos for arcane mastery, zapping onto his bag screaming "SYMPHONIC CONVERGENCE!" through psychic tinnitus. Honestly? I've seen better judgment from a Magic 8-Ball. But hey, at least he's stable—unlike these rifts. Ready to conduct reality or just lose discs in the void, maestro?