He wasn’t using the Dashboard to predict the future. He was using it to manufacture it. By selectively feeding it questions and controlling which answers the Council saw, he had been steering policy toward collapse. The ‘Trend’ she saw was his masterwork—a future where trust dissolved, and in the chaos, a new order would rise.
Elara stumbled back, her hand ripping from the surface. Kael? Her mentor? The man who brought her tea when she worked late? The man who insisted the Dashboard was infallible? delphi dashboard
Elara’s boss, the aging Director Kael, swore by it. “Feed it a question,” he’d say, stroking his beard. “And it shows you the shadow of what’s coming.” He wasn’t using the Dashboard to predict the future