The Undersong opens
A merge night landed five agents' work one lane at a time: a lake that wouldn't mirror because the water test forgot light bends in this engine, three species of tree, the browser catching up, eighteen real weapons. Then snow took the poles, the main saga's first two acts went live — and RACTR got its first dungeon, four chambers carved straight out of the density field. Digging it exposed the quiet regression of the month: nothing built or dug in this world had rendered at a distance for weeks. The mistakes included, as always.
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