// // From beyond the familiar boundaries of the chain, INVADERS emerged as fractured signals and corrupted light, without clear origin or form. Their arrival was not seen but felt, as blocks began to tremble and lines of code warped under an invisible pressure. They breached the first gateway block, leaving behind distortions like burn marks on the fabric of the Mainnet, and with that single act, the journey of invasion had begun.

// // Block after block fell to their silent advance. The INVADERS did not shatter what they touched, but rewrote it from within, spreading glitches that multiplied like spores across untouched territory. Order fractured into noise, clean transactions echoed as corrupted shadows, and the chain’s immaculate surface was stained by living errors. Resistance proved meaningless; the first percentage of Ethereum itself now carried the infection, and with it, the promise of more to come.

// // What appeared as chaos revealed itself as design. INVADERS had never come to destroy the Mainnet, but to transform it, carving new patterns in the code and bending its structure into unfamiliar beauty. Each token became a vessel of their presence, each holder a witness to the unfolding metamorphosis. The invasion was not a war but a migration, and the Ethereum chain was not a victim but a chosen host, destined to carry the invaders into permanence.

// // From beyond the familiar boundaries of the chain, INVADERS emerged as fractured signals and corrupted light, without clear origin or form. Their arrival was not seen but felt, as blocks began to tremble and lines of code warped under an invisible pressure. They breached the first gateway block, leaving behind distortions like burn marks on the fabric of the Mainnet, and with that single act, the journey of invasion had begun.

// // Block after block fell to their silent advance. The INVADERS did not shatter what they touched, but rewrote it from within, spreading glitches that multiplied like spores across untouched territory. Order fractured into noise, clean transactions echoed as corrupted shadows, and the chain’s immaculate surface was stained by living errors. Resistance proved meaningless; the first percentage of Ethereum itself now carried the infection, and with it, the promise of more to come.

// // What appeared as chaos revealed itself as design. INVADERS had never come to destroy the Mainnet, but to transform it, carving new patterns in the code and bending its structure into unfamiliar beauty. Each token became a vessel of their presence, each holder a witness to the unfolding metamorphosis. The invasion was not a war but a migration, and the Ethereum chain was not a victim but a chosen host, destined to carry the invaders into permanence.