
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
When the Arcane Fracture ripped reality like a cheap sweater, this disco ball of destiny materialized going "Y'all need RULES!" Part Doctor Strange's LinkedIn, part group chat admin, it started glow-texting universal laws to stop fire mages and fungus bros from throwing hands. Now it levitates as a disc golf tag? The cosmic cringe is strong with this one.
As the Unity Codex drifted through post-Fracture chaos, it sensed Corey Mecham's 834-rated auraβ"Adequate!" it crackled, magnetizing to his bag when he sneezed mid-approach shot. Thus, PDGA #228020 became Prophet of Putting by accident. Can this "Chosen One" stabilize reality... or will his next bogey unravel spacetime?