CHAPTER THE FIRST
The Legend
The scriptures speak of a dove bearing an olive branch. This is not that bird. This is the one they erased: struck from every record, in every age, at unimaginable expense. There existeth, in the Vatican, an entire department for it, yet it hath failed for a thousand years. The Pope, upon his deathbed, is shown a single feather. No one knoweth why. Every one of them hath wept.
Little is known of him. He is older than money and time itself. He speaketh never; he cooeth once, he rapeth frequently. The gloves have never come off. Not for kings, not for bathing, and never once for the gooning. Wenches of every age have begged to see beneath them. All were refused. What lieth beneath is the most protected secret in Christendom.
Why erase a dove? For he saw where the money went. Every collapse, every rug, every "trust me, brother": he was there, watching, in gloves, writing it all down. Thy name appeareth in the ledger. Thy entries are not flattering. The historians deny him. The paintings do not.
"Stricken from the books. Never from the canvas."
CHAPTER THE SECOND
The Recovered Works
What followeth was not meant to survive. Recovered from beneath overpaintings, salvaged from condemned archives, purchased from men who asked not to be named. They missed a few.
CHAPTER THE THIRD
The Deed of $COO
Herein recorded upon the eternal ledger, the contract address of the Dove
To be inscribed shortly
Trust no address but this one. Verify as the Dove verifies: thoroughly, and with gloves.
CORRESPONDENCE & REGISTRIES
CHAPTER THE FOURTH
On the Acquisition of $COO
Procure a Wallet
The Robinhood Wallet or MetaMask shall serve. Guard thy seed phrase as the Dove guards his gloves: with thy life, and tell it to no man, however trustworthy his brotherly tone.
Obtain Ether
Purchase or bridge Ether unto the Robinhood Chain. Yes, it must be real Ether. No, thy dust upon Solana shall not serve. Bring proper coin.
Present Thyself at the Exchange
At any decentralised exchange upon the chain, produce the deed above and swap thine Ether for $COO with conviction. The Duke can smell a hesitant purchase.
Don the Gloves
Reserve a morsel of Ether for gas, confirm, and take thy place in the coop. Thou art one of us now, and in truth always hast been. Should this rug ever require laundering, at least thou knowest the man.