Lumil was not born in a lab. It was born from a short circuit: a glitch of light, a punk mask that changes color with every glance. It is a symbol of fertile disorder, irony, and digital resistance. In the Lumil Verse nothing is static. Art, technology, and community mix like pigments on a canvas that never stops moving.
Each NFT is a fragment of identity, a possible version of Lumil, an echo of its rebellious spirit. But the collection is only the beginning. The project expands into events, stories, comics, and human connections, in a narrative ecosystem built from the ground up, together.
Lumil does not want followers. It wants accomplices. It is a collective experiment where creativity burns, mutates, and regenerates. No dogma, no borders. Only an invitation to enter the chaos with style.



They are 3,333 faces, 3,333 intertwined stories: rebels, dreamers, tricksters, artists, priests, doctors, musicians, and walking glitches.
They blend into the crowd, mix code with chaos, and stir up trouble. Neon signs flicker, memories loop, and avatars search for meaning in the noise.
Every wall tells a story — some true, others hallucinated.
Lumil moves through it all, collecting errors and turning them into art.
Each NFT is a fragment of identity, a possible version of Lumil, an echo of its rebellious spirit. But the collection is only the beginning. The project expands into events, stories, comics, and human connections, in a narrative ecosystem built from the ground up, together.
Lumil does not want followers. It wants accomplices. It is a collective experiment where creativity burns, mutates, and regenerates. No dogma, no borders. Only an invitation to enter the chaos with style.