Gm Command | Ran

Then the tear sealed.

And in the middle of their half-eaten stew sat a small, ticking wooden frog. Its brass eyes rotated once, twice. Its clockwork mouth opened.

Her dagger became a chess pawn.

The rogue reached for her dagger. The frog's gaze snapped to her.

Then the world tore .

The command line blinked. Once. Twice.

And the DM looked down at their keyboard to see the words they had not typed: ran gm command

" The game was not meant to be run twice, " it croaked, in the DM's own voice.