Honest mechanics: this is a seeded story-machine for a work of fiction. Every run rolls one hundred thousand invented years of the Scarlet Clause world — same seed, same history — and the four faction field manuals crystallize the moment their patterns recur in that run. It performs; it does not predict. Nothing here is scripture, archaeology, or news.
Events land here as the playhead passes them. The war is mostly quiet; that is its favorite weapon.
Each manual watches the run for its own patterns.