
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
Behold Prism Spire! Born when ten magical realms collided like a cosmic group chat gone wrong, this sentient shard crystallized from pure narrative overkill. Look at me, refracting realm hues like a disco ball at Groot's rave! I'm forced to chronicle its "epic drift between unstable rifts" while screaming internally that we're glorifying plastic. Will its pulsating facets ever justify this lore? Who'll first embrace the fracture... and this gaudy glowstick?
As Prism Spire pulsed with unstable rift energy, it scanned the mortal plane. Behold! Baylor Sandberg stood nearby, his 953-rated arm cannon shimmering with untapped potential. Fwoosh – the tag magnetized to his bag like a lost duck to water. Destiny? Or did he just have the shiniest snacks? Can this 'Arcane Ace' avoid shattering under pressure?