
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
Behold Fractal Conduit's utterly serious origin: When Utah's Arcane Fracture hiccupped during that messy ten-realm convergence party—picture the Upside Down colliding with a rave—this shimmering geometric monstrosity just poofed into existence. Literal plot device! Its weightless crystal lattice pulses like a mood ring near rifts because of course it does. Look, I'm contractually obligated to call this "a bridge between unstable dimensions," not "glorified plastic with extra steps." Yes, the lore is that extra. Will this cosmic birth certificate survive its first tree hit?
When the Arcane Fracture belched Fractal Conduit into reality, it hovered menacingly over a practice basket before violently attaching itself to Isaac Cordy's bag. Why him? Perhaps his 952-rated sorcery "disc-erned" latent potential—or maybe he was just the closest schmuck holding a putter when the rift farted. Witnesses claim the tag pulsed approvingly as he shanked his next drive directly into a cursed juniper.
Can this "Chosen One" actually channel its power... or will he just channel another triple-bogey?