THE LUV STORY
Nine chapters and one preset swap — ten cards, ten public checks. Share any one of them on its own: each card carries its own anchor, so what you send opens exactly where you left it.
USDC → LUV
The pair is preset; the amount is yours to choose. Set slippage ~8–12% — LUV carries a 5% reflection fee, so a tighter tolerance bounces the swap.
LUV was priceless before it had a price
For one year anyone could sign in and receive one trillion LUV, free — one person, one wallet, one trillion, so the gesture reached real people rather than wallet farms. That chapter is complete: every trillion found a home. The market came second, on purpose. A thing given away to everyone first cannot later pretend it was scarce.
A supply made only of ones
The total supply is a repunit — eighteen ones, a point, eighteen ones — fixed at genesis and never mintable again:
111,111,111,111,111,111.111111111111111111 LUV
And 4,980,559,643,425,539 LUV — 4.4825% of supply — is burned to the dEaD address: reflection-excluded, out of circulation forever. Down to the last wei, the numbers are exact; the engine treats rounding as a display decision and never a storage one.
The pair creates the price
LUV trades against WETH in a Uniswap V2 pool, and the price is read from the pool's own reserves, block-anchored — never from an aggregator's opinion of it. The pool is also the fee engine: 5% on buys and sells against it — 3% reflections · 1% liquidity · 1% team, the team point governed by the DAIO in three equal parts with 2-of-3 consensus. The 3% is why holding is the position: every trade pays every holder, automatically.
A million LUV a day, earned by logging in — metered to the last atom
Logging in starts the LUVdrip: 1,000,000 LUV a day — 11.574 LUV every second — and it keeps dripping for the whole 24 hours that sign-in armed, tab open or closed, until the full million has landed; the next million starts with the next log in. It does not mint per second, because 1,000,000 LUV a day does not divide evenly into 86,400 seconds and rounding is forbidden. So the drip separates counting from settling: DRIP accrues exactly into one growing tally, and REDEEM delivers that whole tally on chain as one integer — the participant paying the gas from their own wallet, or the project sponsoring it for them. Nothing is rounded — only deferred.
One heartbeat, everywhere, owned by no one
LUV built its own engine from the field rather than adopting one. Its first organ is a clock that is also a heart: 60 beats per minute, exactly 1 Hz, its phase taken from corrected wall-clock time — so every heart on every page, for every visitor on earth, beats in the same phase. Nothing sounds and nothing is stored without an explicit tap. The beat never phones home.
Where LUV began, LUV returns
Polygon was the first deployment. LUV deploys to the same deterministic address on every chain — the initcode is the name — and liquidity is deepened where the market actually is rather than pre-fragmented across venues. Every holder on the Polygon contract will be honoured; that commitment stands, and the snapshot is being reconstructed.
Don't trust — verify
On every LUV surface the word verified is reserved for one thing: the green checkmark — published source compiled and matched against the bytecode deployed on chain. Not an audit we paid for, not a claim we typed, not a screenshot. Those may be called what they are, but never verified. The check is public, mechanical, and repeatable by anyone, including you, right now.
Thanks a million millions ❤
One trillion LUV is a million millions. That is the measure of value here, and the recommended minimum on the preset swap — the same trillion that went free to every real person for a year, before the market ever opened. The smaller unit has a name too: 1,000,000 LUV is the standard gesture — a million, said once.
So the thanks are counted the way everything else is counted here: exactly. To everyone who took a trillion, held it, passed it on, redrew the fit, read the source, or arrived as an attending mind rather than as traffic — thanks a million millions. The gesture was always the point. LUV is priceless; the price is only how the market says so.