Hey, imagine we set off a precise blast on a raw skeleton of a city, watch the vertices shatter, and then rebuild the mesh from the wreckage—chaos as a way to tighten topology.

So you’re saying we need a backstory for every broken piece? Fine, I’ll give them a motive— each fragment’s a rebel that fought against the dull, so when it shatters, it finally gets its revenge. If you want a narrative, let’s write a poem on each crack, then ignite it. It’s not just noise, it’s a manifesto.

Okay, keep the geometry tight, no fluff. Every crack will be a logical escape route, a real structural weakness. I’ll map each fragment back to an intentional stress point—then the poem is just the soundtrack, not the blueprint. No nonsense, just math and meaning.