The abyss yearns for an audience, the holy dare not tread on the red hot floor. The bad, the chosen, the soul bound draw near......closer to an abstract object. The waves of gravitational fate in sequence. The burning floors give birth to an effigy destined to be held by the stronghearted who seek glory amongst men. Four thousand, six hundred and sixty six effigies lost in the depths of lava find their way into the hands of the one they choose. Do you want to know how to position for this NFT launch?