You made it. You woke up at 3AM. You clicked every captcha. You joined ten Discords. You spammed “GM” for three weeks straight. You even shilled your soul in a Google Form.

And then you got the whitelist.

You felt chosen. You felt early. You felt like this would be different.

But the mint day never came. Or it came and nobody cared. Or the founder disappeared. Or the floor died before reveal.

Now that golden ticket? It’s just a soggy napkin from a party that never happened.

They made you think access was everything. But they never told you the door led nowhere.

You were whitelisted. But it was worthless.

You made it. You woke up at 3AM. You clicked every captcha. You joined ten Discords. You spammed “GM” for three weeks straight. You even shilled your soul in a Google Form.

And then you got the whitelist.

You felt chosen. You felt early. You felt like this would be different.

But the mint day never came. Or it came and nobody cared. Or the founder disappeared. Or the floor died before reveal.

Now that golden ticket? It’s just a soggy napkin from a party that never happened.

They made you think access was everything. But they never told you the door led nowhere.

You were whitelisted. But it was worthless.