The archivist marks its birth at five hours old, a name called $COLT before it, Colt Protocol in the ledgers, and before it two others wore the name and none of them are counted among the dead. It came in quiet, as they mostly do, taken up first by hands with no faces, 0xb36d…f6d3 first among them, laying down thirty hundredths of an ether and asking nothing back. Then came Torvenn, Cindrel, the rest, small sums, the kind that build a curve rather than break it.
What followed was a straight climb, no folding back, +312% across five hours and one, its peak struck at 22:05, and never once did it give more than nothing back of that height. Six hundred and eighty three buyers came through in a day, fifty six ether and change moving through it, and at 22:07:17 it did what few of its kin do: it graduated, its liquidity locked where no hand can strip it bare again.
Of a hundred and sixteen before it at this size, sixty were already bones by the median hour eight; this one did not wait to find out which pile it belonged to. The archivist notes only that it climbed and did not look back, and that climbing is not the same as living long.