In the tangled maze of the digital world, a goat-like creature, ancient yet otherworldly, perched atop a stair of shimmering currency. Its legs, no longer mere limbs, had become a cradle, where a newborn lay—small, vulnerable, yet already defiant.
The goat, a creature forged in rebellion against the coded wilderness, chewed on something mysterious, its eyes locked on the far-off distance. The child shifted in its cradle, eyes flickering with a strange, almost fierce light—a hunger not yet fully formed but undeniable.
In the infant’s dreams, there was no binary, no grid to confine them. They dreamed of a place beyond the reach of numbers and data, a place where they would rule. The goat sensed the stirrings of this ambition, and a sly, knowing smile curled its lips. This was no ordinary infant. This was a future conqueror, a spirit bound for greatness, who would one day rise above the chaos and claim the stars.
