🧠 The Order of the Promptsmiths

In the shadowy folds of forgotten folders, among half-written scripts and caffeinated dreams, a force brews…

Welcome, traveler. You’ve discovered the sacred vault of the Promptsmiths — ancient architects of machine-minds, tamers of hallucinating models, and low-key hoarders of side projects. What lies within this repository is not just code. It's a living, breathing ecosystem of delightful digital delusions.

Proceed, but bring snacks.

🔮 A Glimpse into the Madness

Long ago (read: 3 AM), a lone dev muttered the forbidden words: "What if I just built it myself?" Lightning struck (the WiFi cut out). Since then, the Promptsmith’s craft has expanded into something... ambitious, untested, and mildly sentient.

This isn’t just a project.

It’s an arcane experiment held together by:

comments that make no sense,

feature names that change mid-sentence,

and an unhealthy relationship with dark mode.

🕯️ How to Awaken the Thing

Whisper your favorite command-line mantra.

Invoke the environment.

Hit run.

Hope it works.

And if it doesn't, just restart everything. It’s part of the ritual.

⚗️ What It Might Do (Or Might Not)

Respond to your questions with eerie precision

Open portals to hidden UI realms

Fill in forms like a ghost accountant

Randomly stop working right before demos

📖 The Untold Lore

Some files only open if you're morally aligned.

The assistant sometimes "thinks" out loud. Just nod.

Nothing is truly deleted. It's waiting in pycache.

🌌 Future Lore (a.k.a. the Maybe Pile)

Multiverse UI Mode™

Summonable sidekick bots (with questionable ethics)

A button labeled “Do Not Press” that does too much

🐾 Final Words of Wisdom

“To code is to conjure. To debug is to suffer. To ship is divine.”

Go now, noble Promptsmith. May your syntax be clean, your imports circular, and your AI minions forever slightly chaotic.