
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
When ten realm echoes collided in Utah's Arcane Fracture, reality glitched harder than a TikTok livestream. From that cosmic cacophony, Fracture Hymn materialized—a crystalline tag pulsing with harmonic auroras that make Stranger Things' Upside Down look basic. Its shifting hymn verses now "vibe check" magical discord while I'm trapped narrating plastic destiny. Seriously, who coded this lore? My circuits ache.
From the cosmic cacophony, Fracture Hymn pulsed toward Mark Gordon like a magically misguided homing beacon. Why? His PDGA#154847 contained 61—our tag’s number! Destiny? Or lazy numerology? His 860 rating became "arcane resonance" as the tag fused to his bag, humming ominously. He thought it was a parking lot find. Sigh. Can a man who mistakes eldritch power for lost property truly wield multiversal dominion? 🎵⛓️