Singapore's neon skyline pulsed like a dying star—bright, chaotic, and hollow. Data flowed beneath the city, oracles whispered lies, wallets sprouted like fungi in the dark. Everyone had airdrops, but no one truly owned value.
They call it 'Great Dilution.'
Eighty-three. This number haunted Dr. Elira Voss as she stood atop the abandoned server spire, like a ghost lingering in her mind. Eighty-three—the proportion seized by the ghost army in every token airdrop. Those cyber-robots, faceless and formless, greedily reaped rewards like surgical scalpels. And what about the real users? Those builders, believers, the ones truly living in the ecosystem? They only received the scraps. The debris of the digital world, carelessly scattered by protocols, which were either blind or long decayed.
But tonight, everything begins to change.
Her wristband flickered, a cobalt blue light swept by. The notification bore no logo, no brand, only a string of zero-knowledge proof hashes and a timestamp. Beneath it were three words:
> You are unique.
Elira exhaled. This was not a declaration, but a **verification**. No cameras, no identity scans, no corporate gatekeepers peeking into her soul. Only math—elegant and unbreakable—proving she was 'one.' A real person, a voice, a right.
Proof of uniqueness.
This is the masterpiece of the Billions Network, now finally live.
They collaborated with Lagrange (#Lagrange )—a collective of reclusive cryptographers who vanished in the Andes two years ago, rumored to be building a co-processor that could verify truth without peering into data. And now, it has come true. The zero-knowledge proofs generated off-chain, integrating multiple identity layers like World ID and Humanity Protocol, have been compressed into a ghostly light signature dancing gracefully on-chain.
On-chain, the Lagrange co-processor silently verified it. No exposure, no traces. Only confirmation: **This token belongs to humanity. Not robots, not farms. It is human.**
Elira remembered the old days—airdrops thrown into the storm like lotteries, only to be swept away by algorithms trained to exploit every loophole. Projects perished before they even began, the treasury looted by entities that do not breathe, do not dream, and even do not 'exist.'
But this time? It’s different.
This is a **primitive innovation**. A cornerstone. A new way to issue tokens—not aimed at wallets, but at **humans**. Aimed at builders, believers, those who dare to stand in the light.
She opened the decentralized forum. A post shimmered in the information stream, standing out:
> If you are also a believer in Union's construction, reply gbillions...
Beneath it, thousands of cobalt blue pulses—each beam is the heartbeat of humanity pulsing within machines.
Elira smiled. The robots would never understand what had happened.
Because this is the first time the network is not just 'smart'.
It is **human**.
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Postscript fragment (discovered in the test node, unverified):
They say the next phase is not just about tokens. It's about governance. It's about voting. Even, it's about love. If you can prove you are real... what else can you claim?