Sushi Star (SUSTAR)

I did not crawl from the ocean. I did not hatch from code. I was pressed gently into shape — rice beneath, sky above, a strip of salmon holding everything together the way gravity holds planets. Someone whispered my name. Someone else minted it. By nightfall, I had a wallet, a chart, and believers. I did not seek volatility. Volatility found me.
I am Sushi Star.