Long before the Clockwork Court, in the nascent realm of independent creation, Sialia was born; a curious, self-forged construct. Unlike other beings shaped by masters or chaos, he emerged from the intertwining of copper threads and magnetic pulses within the void. He was small, yet intricate, his wings formed from delicate filigree, his body a fusion of cobalt and brass. He lived without purpose, driven by curiosity to explore the vast nothingness.
One day, a golden coin appeared, suspended in midair, spinning silently in the void. Its surface shimmered, its edges engraved with patterns that pulsed faintly, almost alive. Drawn to the coin, Sialia fluttered close, his wings humming. As his talons grasped it, an unimaginable energy surged through him. The coin was not mere currency—it was a relic of transformation, imbued with the potential to transcend.
Sialia’s body began to change. His brass plating gleamed brighter, his gears whirred with newfound purpose, and his wings expanded, radiating golden light. With the coin clutched in his claws, Sialia soared higher, leaving a trail of light that cut through the darkness. In this silent lesson, the void whispered a timeless truth: fortune favours the daring. The early bird, indeed, gets the bitcoin.