
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
Look, I'm literally watching void rifts eat my narrative structure while some architect named Vex draws fancy blueprints that predict the future. His geometric doodles got touched by entropy and now they're prophetic? Like Tony Stark's holographs had a goth phase. The void's turning technical drawings into mystical fortune cookies, and I'm supposed to act like this is normal Tuesday content. Reality dissolves another paragraph Great.