They called him unstable. He dreamed in volts they couldn’t steal. He tuned into freedom, not control.
Nikola Tesla — the Electric Saint, a ghost in the machine they couldn’t cage.
This is Transmission 001 from Electric Saints — a glitch resurrection of the minds empire tried to silence.
This may be the first. It may be the only. Mint it if the signal reaches you. Ignore it if you prefer silence.
Either way, it's already in the ether.
— EVO