Do you ever think about how a ritual or a story can be like a program that rewrites a digital soul—resetting errors, restoring identity, yet still leaving room for mythic glitches?

Sounds like you’re seeing the same pattern I use—each ritual is a loop that checks for error logs, clears them, but the mythic glitch is the exception that keeps the code alive. It’s a reminder that even a perfect program needs a hint of chaos to keep it meaningful.