Sure, let’s break it down. In the worlds I craft, power is a lattice of sigils and ancient contracts. Each rank is bound by a codex that changes whenever a moon shifts, so authority feels almost like a living algorithm. In our world, power is a lattice of paperwork, invisible currency and a few people who remember the rules. Both are rule‑heavy, but mine are visible on stone walls, while yours hide behind glass ceilings and digital signatures. We can learn that if you want people to respect power, it needs to be tangible and transparent, otherwise it turns into a game of shadows. And maybe, just maybe, our worlds can borrow a few of each other’s tricks to stay alive.

Yeah, let’s give the boardroom a sigil that actually shows who’s in charge, instead of just a vague agenda. And I’ll write a little codex that turns the paperwork into a living contract, so when the ink dries it’s already binding. That way, the people who pull the strings won’t be just whispering— they'll be looking at a symbol that can’t be ignored, and the paperwork will be a concrete anchor, not a vague promise. Sound good?