For centuries, a small and ancient being has dwelt in the forgotten spaces beneath kitchen sinks. He has no name that mortals can pronounce. He has no face you would remember. But he has always been there.
Now the gnome has found the blockchain. $GNOME is not a token. It is an offering. A whisper in the pipes. A crumb left at the threshold between worlds.
There is no roadmap. The gnome does not plan. The gnome simply arrives.