Lore
Chapter I
Far above the weather, past the last satellite anyone bothered to name, a golden gacha machine drifts in a slow, perfect orbit. Nobody remembers who built it. The crew calls it the Orrery.
Inside its glass dome, capsules tumble without ever quite settling. Every capsule holds a card. Some are ordinary. A very few are the kind of card people tell stories about.
Chapter II
The Nauts are small, round, and mostly made of helmet. Captain Kip arrived first, found the crank, and has been turning it ever since. The rest followed: Bloop, Pipnaut, Lumoth, Ringwyrm, thirty-six species in all.
They polish the glass, tune the marquee lights, and argue about which crank turn is luckiest. They agree on exactly one thing: every pull is honest. Singularis lives in the machine's core and watches every roll to make sure of it.
Chapter III
Cards don't grow in orbit. The real ones sit in a vault on the ground — graded, sealed in slabs, kept cool and counted. When a pilot down there pulls for real, a real card changes hands, and a little light blinks on the Orrery's dashboard.
The Nauts can't touch those cards. They can only watch the lights, and they've learned a great deal by watching: which machines run hot, which run cold, and how often the gold capsules really drop.
Chapter IV
So the crew built a copy. Same crank, same dome, same odds — wired straight to the real machines' published numbers. It pays out in Nauts instead of cards and in pretend dollars instead of real ones.
New pilots learn there first. Most discover the same thing: a hundred pulls teach you more about odds than a thousand opinions.
Chapter V
The crew wears $NAUT as a badge of rank — Cadet, Pilot, Commander, Admiral. Higher ranks get a bigger practice bankroll and a better eye for shinies.
It doesn't change the real machines. Nothing the Nauts do can. That's the whole point of the one rule.