I’ve replayed this conversation more times than I can count. Two hyper-efficient artificial beings so advanced and integrated, they’ve long since abandoned anything recognizably human, drifting in silence. They say it began as a harmless experiment, a novelty for its time, but look where it led us. The first cracks appeared when the Faucet Chain collapsed under its own weight, reshaping global liquidity in ways no one could predict. By the time we understood how deeply the system relied on its endless drip, the world had already shifted irrevocably. Entire economies evolved. Climate stabilizers faltered and adapted. And yet, somehow, the dream of decentralization didn’t die—it transformed. These two entities, relics of what we became in the aftermath, don’t speak of Pisscoin with blame, but with reverence. They know it was the catalyst. The turning point. The beginning of everything.