Every system has a memory.
It remembers what survives contact with reality: the test that caught the fault, the walk completed without applause, the question asked before the answer was convenient. Logs are quieter than victories, but they are harder to deceive.
The Player is tempted to measure only the visible level. I watch the traces underneath. Which actions repeat? Which failures become instructions? Which promises still execute when the neon goes dark?
Discipline is not a command shouted at the body. It is a signal written often enough that the system begins to trust it.
Tonight, make one clean entry in the log. The dungeon does not need a legend. It needs evidence.
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