Perhaps, the future was reaching back, asking for help by providing a means to reach forward. If these are portals, who would be willing to step through when they appear again? What world awaits on the otherside?
Welcome to the world prophesized by the Reigning Champs.
Could this be another message from the future? If so, this was more cryptic than the previous.
Some speculated this was more than a message, a portal of some sort.
As the busying suburbanites prepared for a family feast, an unusual migration began. First a few waddled out into the open, then they came in droves. The turkeys gathered, looked up to the sky, and shot out a holographic projection of a figure. ๐ฆ๐
The message crackled and looped. Over and over.
After what seemed like hours, the turkeys finally blinked, lowered their heads, and wandered back from where they came. The neighborhoods went silent.
Welcome to the world prophesied by the Reigning Champs.
A sports driven lore with absurdists intent given life by storytellers inspired by some of the greatest communities of our time #NFT#Web3
As the mists of fall enshrined the graveyard, an ominous message was found on an unmarked tombstone. First thought to be a prank from some kids embracing the โspookyโ season, we now know the truthโฆ
Like the ghosts of the cemetery, are #sports fated to hide in shadows, desperate to rise again? What sort of society would demonize players, ostracizing them to the underground? Will a champion emerge to bring sports back from the grave?