The year is 2065, and finally everything is now on the blockchain. Our protagonist has a stupid name since a typo in his birth certificate was immutably uploaded to the chain

Society is ruled by dynastic families of Hodlers, inbred so they could all avoid diluting their inherited stacks to nocoiners and shitcoiners. All the drudge work in society is done by a subhuman race of nocoiners, forever mocked by the lack of belief of their ancestors

The nocoiners are forever in a perpetual cycle of trying to work for their freedom. Everytime they get close to earn their freedom, the currency has deflated so much that they can no longer afford the transaction fee to move it, so they must work during another generation

Meanwhile, Elon Musk "giving away free btc" bots are now the 6th largest economy in the world, closely followed by all of the old world millionaire celebrities and the new world coiner playboys

All stores and restaurants list hundreds of currencies, prices, and trading pairs, glowing in neon and constantly changing and disappearing as new coins are invented and go to zero in a matter of seconds.

Shitcoins are the pleb's bread and butter, the pleb class only has access to altcoins and its the bitcoin maximalists who are in an elite class who never have to touch them

Funnily enough, since fiat was abolished its now become an extremely rare collector's item, and actually it's now worth so much more despite blatant forgeries and near infinity supply

All curse words have been replaced by extinct financial institutions of the past. Sentences like "I don't give a Goldamn Sachs" are commonplace. Saying "fed" is like dropping the "N" word.

Holidays are now an intra-day event, spontaneous and unpredictable, since you never know when the network congestions happen, which grinds the world economy to a stop.

Will our typo'd protagonist rise from the underworld into the elite class? Can merit still thrive despite generational confirmation times and astronomical transaction fees? Stay tuned to find out