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In the ever-evolving landscape of digital media and blockchain technology, a groundbreaking initiative is taking shape. Spearheaded by the renowned media influencer Yuri Bardash, the YOURA token project aims to revolutionize the creative industry by uniting developers, influencers, and creative minds from around the globe. YOURA is set to transform how we engage with digital media and support creative projects.
The Genesis of YOURA
The inception of YOURA can be traced back to a meeting between Yuri Bardash and a group of inspired developers and influencers. This encounter led to a collaborative effort to reshape the media space and develop innovative digital products that foster creativity. The YOURA token represents the first step in this ambitious journey, laying the groundwork for a comprehensive ecosystem designed to nurture and promote creative endeavors.
Building a Creative Ecosystem
One of the cornerstone goals of the YOURA project is the establishment of a full-fledged ecosystem powered by blockchain technology. This ecosystem will encompass a music label and a streaming service, both built on the Toncoin (TON) blockchain. By leveraging blockchain, YOURA aims to provide a transparent and decentralized platform for artists and creators, enabling them to collaborate, support each other, and secure funding for their projects.
Early Support and Accessibility
Despite being in its early stages, the YOURA token has already garnered significant support from the media space. Unlike many other cryptocurrency projects, YOURA has chosen a more measured approach to marketing, focusing on inclusivity and allowing individuals unfamiliar with cryptocurrencies to participate. This is facilitated by BRIDGE, a bot designed to help newcomers navigate the processes involved in the YOURA ecosystem.
Future Prospects
The prospects for YOURA are both ambitious and promising. The project envisions becoming the largest multichain streaming service and creating its own music label through blockchain technology. By integrating various blockchain networks, YOURA aims to offer unparalleled access to creative content and support for artists worldwide. This vision is set to redefine the relationship between media, creativity, and technology, opening new avenues for innovation and collaboration.
Upcoming Forum on Technology and Creativity
Adding to the momentum of the YOURA project, the second international forum on the latest technologies will be held in Moscow from May 15th to 16th. This event will place a special emphasis on the integration of media creativity and blockchain technologies. Yuri Bardash, a key figure in the media space, will be one of the main speakers at the forum. The YOURA community token, issued on the TON blockchain, has already united a vibrant community driven by shared goals and a passion for creativity.
Conclusion
As YOURA continues to evolve, it represents a beacon of innovation at the intersection of media and blockchain technology. By fostering a collaborative environment for creators and leveraging the power of blockchain, YOURA is poised to make a lasting impact on the creative industry. For those looking to be part of this transformative journey, the YOURA token offers a unique opportunity to engage with and support a visionary project.
For more information, visit the YOURA community channels on :
All Links : https://linktr.ee/cultureyoura

This is a crossover fanfiction between original fiction titles: Nature of Predators by SpacePaladin15 and The Last Angel by Proximal Flame respectively. All credit and rights reserved goes to them for making such amazing science fiction settings that I wanted to put this together.
You can read The Last Angel here: Be warned, it's decently long, and at its third installment so far. I highly suggest reading it before reading this, or this story will not make sense.

Otherwise, enjoy the story! Thanks again to u/jesterra54 and u/skais01 for beta and checking of work!
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Memory transcription subject: Governor Tarva of the Venlil Republic
Date [standardized human time]: October 22, 2136
The reveal of the Arxur's assistance of Earth was a unsettling, but mostly overlooked note to add to the headlines filling news sites today on Venlil Prime.
UNKNOWN SHIP DEVASTATES FEDERATION FLEET ABOVE EARTH, HUMANITY LIVES
While the ship wasn't currently unknown to us, given the UN's report, General Kam had advised that it would be better left unspoken of what capabilities we did know, so as to not worry the populace. "Leave causing panic to the humans" he said. But I heard the worries and anxious rumors throughout both social media and verbal conversations...
"That ship destroyed an ENTIRE fleet!?"
"Oh Protector, please tell me its not an Arxur vessel..."
"Why don't we know more?"
I couldn't help but feel for my people. I came to disagree with Kam's advice more and more, as I wished desperately to allay their fears of it being an Arxur superweapon, or that it was going to destroy us soon, or other similar worries.
Are you so sure yourself, Tarva? Even the UN government is scared of it, and it supposedly was made by a future Humanity...
I tried not to focus on that pang of paranoia. I just hoped soon enough the UN would make a statement on the Nemesis already. As I accompanied Noah to the UN's remembrance speech today, I did my best to scan for the feelings worn on peoples faces. The Venlil were unsettled as before, but the human refugees were an odder story altogether.
They were devastated, and scared as well as us Venlil were. But on top of it, I could see a common face worn of confusion. The information disambiguation hadn't made its way to Venlil Prime like it had Earth, and as such they were as much in the dark as the public here was. I could only imagine their uncertainty, knowing their race was likely saved by something they had no idea about.
Noah spoke out of nowhere. "I feel for the refugees here. Forced to an unfamiliar place, so unofficially hostile to them, and now they learn of Nemesis like this? I'd be as confused as them in their place." He checked his suit, attending to shift it so slightly as to make him look better in it. "I also can't imagine your opponents didn't run the whole ball with their existence here, too. Are we taxing you harshly, Tarva?"
I gripped his hand tighter. "No, Noah. While there are those that want you off-planet, I will not let them kick you off. I'll fight for you, no matter the cost."
"Seems like anywhere we go, we cause a fight some way or another. Pops always said space was our ticket to a better future, yet all we seem to cause is trouble for merely existing."
"Noah, its not your people's fault we're afraid of you. The Arxur are to blame for that, and we're at fault for holding it against you. What happened to Earth was not your doing, you tried your best, and it just was not convincing enough for millennia of cultural momentum."
He smiled at that, a muted, but still genuine smile. "Thank you Tarva. I'm glad you see the best in us, even when we don't."
I continued to scan the crowd, looking for the sight of Meier. He always seemed alight in diplomacy whenever he was around, it was a strength of his, outshining the room like that. I could only hope he was doing okay in the current state of Earth. The last time we talked, he seemed very tired, very...frustrated with everything.
But I was glad to see him in some his element soon after, amongst a group of dignitaries from other Federation species. He seemed to be listening to a Mazic diplomat, one I remembered by the name of Cupo. Sadly, however, despite Meier's attempt, it seems the conversation was not on a good track.
"-they're a menace to the rest of the galaxy, and you just let them in, not so soon after this ship blindsided an entire Federation fleet out of nowhere!?"
Meier dejectedly sighed. "Cupo, I thought I already told you, when the Arxur showed up, we had no capability to tell them to take a hike. They were ten-thousand strong and we barely managed several hundred ships left. That they even engaged in dialogue rather than just subjugation was a surprise to me."
"That doesn't make much sense either, Elias Meier. Since when do the Arxur play merciful? You're not telling us something here, and it curls my trunk in knots. How can we trust you when you can't even give us the details on what that ship is, or why the Arxur even showed up in its stead?"
The Mazic was not interested in Meier's friendly act, not giving any room for benefit of the doubt. The other diplomats crowded around began to mumble in agreement, as Meier stood there, formulating some response.
"What we do know about the ship and the Arxur, we'll clear up publically later in this event. But neither were expected by us, you have to believe me. Humanity is just as confused as you all are on the results of that battle, and-"
Cupo interrupted this time, clearly not willing to hear an explanation out. "You're running out of trust, Human. We think you ought to be given a chance; as the empathy studies show, you're not the Arxur. But associating with them as you are, with little transparency is not doing you favors with us, and if you want further association with us, you'd best cut ties with those monsters sooner, rather than later." The Mazic's ears hung in displeasure, and I could sense the nervousness in Meier as he stood down one of the races in the room far bigger than he was. Whether Cupo knew it or not, Meier was intimidated by his presence, and was trying to keep it cool to some degree. "We'll at most help with the Gojid refugees at the moment, as they've suffered both of your kind, but beyond that, consider it on hold until that problem is resolved."
They walked away, and some of the alien crowd amongst them followed. The only ones still sticking around seemed to be a Yotul diplomat, a Nevok, and a Fissan. The latter two stuck obviously to discuss more trade details, seeking to cut the other off from Earth to a degree in hopes of exploiting the system, but the Yotul was a surprise. I didn't even realize they had sent one this way.
Given the relatively new uplift of their world, I didn't imagine the Yotul having much stake or spread throughout the galaxy, so how did humanity...?
Meier turned to him. "Ah...Ambassador Laulo, I'm sorry you had to see that. We're...not doing so hot in the grand scheme of things, and some relations are boiling over as a result."
Laulo enthusiastically shook his head in denial. "No, it's okay! I understand the feeling of that persecution, even if it's for a different reason. Feels like the galaxy kicking you while you're already down."
"I appreciate any help we can get in regards to this. You're one of the very few races left that's pledged some sense of unconditional aid. I promise, with all I have in my power, I'll try and return the favor-Tarva!" Elias noticed my presence at last. "I...uh, how long have you been standing there?..."
"Long enough to hear most of it. I'm sorry the more neutral species aren't helping any, Meier. But that's not why I'm here, specifically. We need to talk about the human refugees."
Meier looked at me funny with that statement, as if he wasn't expecting something out of me. "I see...I hope it's not anything too bad, is it?"
I silently cringed at the exact words. Noah filled in the details in my stead. "Meier, the refugees here are seeing images of Earth, of those not too horribly in shock to do anything, there's been an uptick in suicides...a massive uptick. They aren't aware of the full story, due to the Venlil government's reluctance to publish the report sent here publicly. This remembrance speech better give the people here a semblance of peace, of stability, because there's an extreme lack of morale left in the camps."
Meier grimaced and scanned the crowd, glancing at the humans that were here. I assume he too could see how dejected many were, how many seemed at the end of their rope, coming here for the slightest hint of hope left in their lives at the news. They would need some good news, or there was a chance some wouldn't be here tomorrow.
I felt for them. They didn't deserve this, and our intentional censor of the details, so that Meier could deliver the news likely didn't help with the rates.
"I get that Noah. I really do. What happened at Earth was a tragedy, and the death toll is nearly 800 million. You could likely gather a group of ten or so humans from anywhere, and one of them lost someone close to them. I'll...do my best to raise their spirits, there's plenty to talk about here. The alien diplomats just aren't making this easy..." Meier gestured to the clearly forming bloc of neutral species dignitaries that gathered in the room. They did not seem to want to talk further on any support of Earth until some demands were met, mostly on why things were kept so information-blackout heavy at first. The speech would have to be twofold, at raising human refugees' spirits, and at convincing some of the touchy species to support Earth.
His work was cut out for him.
"Did you wish for any assistance on that front, Meier?" Noah offered. His kindness shone through even in the depths of despair that wore
itself on humanity currently. His soul was purely sweet and kind, regardless of his predator disposition, I so deeply respected that about him.
They began to talk shop, Noah mentioning his current experiences with human refugees upon Venlil Prime, and what topics Meier ought to add on and hit on in his speech. As rushed of advice as it was, Meier seemed determined to fit it in somehow, but I knew he had a silver tongue, his capability to navigate and convince was downright bewildering, present company excepted of course. Nothing would get those species over his diet anytime soon, so I could only hope he could appeal to their empathy as another sentient in this case.
I believed in them. If anyone could turn the state of the galaxy around, it would be these two.
Memory transcription subject: Dorian Abder, Commons Member of Parliament
Date [standardized human time]: October 22, 2136
I sat on my desk, watching out the window of my office at the Westminster Palace, reminiscing on the sad scene outside. Another body under cloth cover, wheeled out on a stretcher from a home surrounded by paramedics. Another swept up in despair, seeing the state of our beautiful planet, of our populace, so brutally scarred, enough to take their own life.
How many was it, so far? Nearly a half-percent suicide rate for every hundred thousand in England? More than eight times the highest resting rate in our entire history. And we were hardly hit in comparison to the rest of the world...how are they doing if it's this bad here?
I leaned back in my chair, back cracking in old age, forcing myself away from the scene outside. I tried to not think about it, just tried to focus again on my work. On the coordination efforts with the UN, the Arxur, and any other races seeking to help. But it was a mountain of work ahead, a peak of papers I could barely see myself climbing in an entire week, let alone the mere day it was handed down here.
We've all lost someone. Not a single soul hasn't been touched by the Federation's bombing.
I thought about how the targeting of cities took. How they focused so heavily on Africa and Asia, the most booming corridors of population on Earth. How they erased 78 cities from existence before their fleet was devastated by The Sword. They weren't aiming to cripple humanity, on industrial depots and power plants, but to exterminate us. They aimed for the most populated cities first, before taking potshots at what remained.
Being put to the death by The Sword serves them right, they deserved judgement by that blade for what they had done.
Or, rather, the Nemesis, as reports had given us. A human ship, but not quite our humanity. A time traveler conveniently sent here by accident, saving us from extinction. An AI piloted ship that sought now to reunite with Earth having defended us. Given what remained of our Guardian Angel, I sought to do everything I could to make their welcome home a celebration, for they defended humanity in our darkest hour.
I recalled my journeys around the globe as a younger man. How my endless wanderlust took me to every corner of the globe in the wake of the Satellite Wars. How the global power vacuum led to so much relief efforts, as the less-touched nations finally had room to breathe, the canopy of carefully controlled superpowers no longer eating up their light needed to grow. How African countries like South Africa and Niger found themselves expanding to match the designation of First World. How beautiful the Seychelles were to see in person.
How my volunteering in the UN's Unfurled Umbrella Initiatives after the Treaty of Shanghai took me to the partially collapsed countries amidst Asia. How Tokyo, despite its immense infrastructure failure, dragged itself back to a powerhouse of a city, as Japan built for itself after so long. How China's government reformed into a Republic after the post-war coups, and how Taiwan finally opened its heart more to them for it. How Beijing found itself all the stronger for adversity.
How the South and Central Americas found themselves no longer under the impressive hand of the United States' geopolitical influence. How the first Diaspora vessels took off from Argentina, seeking to establish a government sentenced only to the annals of history on Earth upon the distant surfaces of Mars. How they were so determined to prove the world wrong on its presuppositions of how a place should be ruled, free of the influence of bullying countries. And how their dream led to the now Martian Collective.
I thought of all the other places the UN took me. Of Cairo, and its deep connection to our most prominent civilization of the ancient past. Of Istanbul, to see the beauty of mixing Christian and Islamic influence over centuries of swapping hands. Of the stunning ports of Singapore, an industrial powerhouse of a nation, so tightly packed into one single city. Of the stunning silver forest of skyscrapers that was New York City, still kicking even after the devastation of the Satellite Wars. Mumbai, Baghdad, Lagos, Mogadishu, Guadalajara, Rio De Janeiro, Berlin. How I drank in all the beauty and magnificent history and culture of the world, and was all the fuller a person for it. These and so many more.
I thought of the honey farmer I met by the Saigon River; how Châu Được's family had kept the traditional job going for so long, and divinely sweet their harvest was they shared with me. I thought of Dari Qazi, how the humble Afghani-borne man had found himself at the forefront of a secular revolution in Pakistan, reaching unrivaled progress not seen since the 1980's. I remembered the ambitious young woman in Monterrey, Mexico, who talked to me of her dreams to build spaceships for the Diaspora program, how she wished dearly she could leave a mark on history, and how now her name was on the finest rockets of the age.
All gone. Dust on the wind. Atomized debris now. Their homes, their families, their history gone, according to reports of which cities have evaporated to bedrock.
Thousands of years of history, erased in moments by antimatter over Rome. Los Angeles was reduced to the basin it was built on those long years ago in America. Cape Town's hard fought for progress from humble beginnings to the most populous and prosperous city in all of Africa, wiped from the record in an instant. Seven-hundred and eighty million dead in the span of an hour.
All those years spent, traveling around the world, drinking in the sights, to know they will never return. To know they are gone and buried, snuffed out by a bloody cruel universe, filled with utterly contemptible aliens. A deep voice spoke inside me on a loop, constantly asking an enraging question.
"Did it all mean nothing to you, Dorian?"
There was only one answer I considered giving to that accusation. To the monsters that took so many lives and homes from humanity, merely for having the gall to eat differently. What answered back blistered with hatred, yet kept frigidly focused.
"It meant everything to me."
Something clicked inside; the Federation wouldn't get away with this. We deserved justice. I rustled through my desk drawers, looking for old contacts from my political days. The stacks of papers on my desk could wait, this was more important. I needed to make some calls. Humanity deserved better, and I knew just how we could get it. But it would require a far more coordinated effort than just me. No, it needed a movement.
The galaxy will hear us. One way or another, we deserve justice. And we have just the circumstances to deliver it...
Memory transcription subject: Governor Tarva of the Venlil Republic
Date [standardized human time]: October 22, 2136
"-the sting of these days will someday pass. Maybe not in the near future, maybe not even in our lifetime, but we will one day no longer feel his pain, this suffering. Until that day comes, we will not go gently into that dark night, we will live on, mourn our dead, defend those still living, and make humanity known to the galaxy that it will not roll over when faced with such hostility. To those who support us even now, I thank you deeply to the core, and ask for a moment of silence to those lost both above and on Earth...to those who would stand with the Federation, who did so cruelly act upon us, we urge you to reconsider, and turn away, for we bring not a olive branch, but a sword. Those species governments that did this will not get away with this, and those who stood aside and watched...either choose a side, or be labeled on one for your inaction. Thank you."
Meier finished his speech with that, and some applause was heard from human refugees amidst the crowd, but a majority remained mostly quiet, in remembrance of the lives lost. A good majority of the dignitaries from the Federation neutral races had already left by this point, so the pointed message at the end likely missed them personally, even if they listen in later. It was a good speech, but it felt...infused with something that was clearly not Meier's normal calm. It was like seeing a side I had never seen with him before, not rant-angry, but mad nevertheless, hidden behind a veneer of diplomatic politeness.
Noah put it in terms I thought best as Meier walked off stage. "You're a bit more of a firebrand than I thought Meier, but nevertheless a good speech! I'm glad you tied in what advice I could give for the refugees here so smoothly."
Meier smiled at that, a cathartic smile that spoke of being proud of what he delivered just a moment ago. I could only imagine he was aching with tension over the pain of so much loss of life, it was only fair that he be angry at the galaxy at large for it, and make it heard.
"Thank you, Noah. I sincerely mean every word of it. The Federation must not escape scot-free for what they have done, and already now at home we're preparing to bring the fight back to them." He looked at me. "We'll...obviously not go as far as the Federation did, but I speak for everyone in that humanity is not happy, and it shows. Even the refugees that came here looking a mere instant from giving up seem a bit resolved now to that goal. I just wish more were on our side to start...I never wanted war, but the galaxy's forcing it."
"I'm so sorry, Meier. My deepest sympathies for how the galaxy has treated you and yours. Despite the hiccups recently, I guarantee we'll still remain close allies; humanity deserves nothing less."
The remainder of the species in the remembrance assembly started to funnel out; it was mostly just humans and Venlil at this point, but a few stuck around. The Yotul ambassador, Laulo, was an obvious one amongst the stragglers, clearly meaning to talk with Meier and us further. As the room became more and more empty he walked over to us once again.
"Meier! Your speech was wonderful, full of spice and vigor, yet calming all the same. It was like a call to arms while smoking spiritwood. The Federation stragglers hopefully will reconsider!"
I felt a little weirded out by his choice of focus in the speech on The Federation, rather than humanity, but I responded in Meier's stead positively: "Yes, Meier's an expert in political and social matters. Anyways, what did you want? You seem to be just hanging around, waiting for a moment here."
"Ah...yes, about that..." Ambassador Laulo nervously tugged at his uniform. "I was sent here initially just in good faith for humanity, as we knew what it must've felt like for the Federation to bully you so immensely. But this second visit, to the gala itself...we actually want to propose something to Humanity and the Venlil, but I wanted to wait for Federation sympathizing eyes and ears to be far away from here first."
He looked somewhat desperate, but resolved. "We're planning on breaking off from the Federation. Their influence on our planet is awful, given what they've done to us during the uplift. They seek to repress our culture, they constantly call us backward, and primitive, hardly capable of thinking for our own in this galaxy. We're tired of it, but we still are partially relying on their technological development to get to this point, and we don't have a proper fleet made. Your space is closest to ours, and we hoped-"
Meier finished "-that'd we begin our war fronting towards Leirn first? Free your people from the Federation? I'll gladly bring it up with our military advisors. You helped us, we help you back."
Laulo sighed in relief at that, a huge weight taken off their shoulders. "T-thank you. Thank you so much for this. Leirn has sought to be free of their grasp ever since we learned their intentions were not pure. You've been the first species to actually care to some degree, and were our only hope out of this mess."
"Don't thank us just yet. If you'd like to get in contact with our military, I can set you up with some Generals and your government as a liason for the war. You can coordinate anything on your side of the bargain to us through them, and make this smoother." Meier handed him a card, and waved over a human attendant of his to Laulo. She talked with him as the two walked away, and Meier remained.
Noah turned to me, a warm hand scruffing my fur. "I know the state of things doesn't look too great, love, but it could be so much worse. We'll make due with what we can get, and hopefully the galaxy will be a better place for it. Don't worry, all will be well someday."
I believed him. Who wouldn't believe in humanity?
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In the ever-evolving landscape of digital media and blockchain technology, a groundbreaking initiative is taking shape. Spearheaded by the renowned media influencer Yuri Bardash, the YOURA token project aims to revolutionize the creative industry by uniting developers, influencers, and creative minds from around the globe. YOURA is set to transform how we engage with digital media and support creative projects.
The Genesis of YOURA
The inception of YOURA can be traced back to a meeting between Yuri Bardash and a group of inspired developers and influencers. This encounter led to a collaborative effort to reshape the media space and develop innovative digital products that foster creativity. The YOURA token represents the first step in this ambitious journey, laying the groundwork for a comprehensive ecosystem designed to nurture and promote creative endeavors.
Building a Creative Ecosystem
One of the cornerstone goals of the YOURA project is the establishment of a full-fledged ecosystem powered by blockchain technology. This ecosystem will encompass a music label and a streaming service, both built on the Toncoin (TON) blockchain. By leveraging blockchain, YOURA aims to provide a transparent and decentralized platform for artists and creators, enabling them to collaborate, support each other, and secure funding for their projects.
Early Support and Accessibility
Despite being in its early stages, the YOURA token has already garnered significant support from the media space. Unlike many other cryptocurrency projects, YOURA has chosen a more measured approach to marketing, focusing on inclusivity and allowing individuals unfamiliar with cryptocurrencies to participate. This is facilitated by BRIDGE, a bot designed to help newcomers navigate the processes involved in the YOURA ecosystem.
Future Prospects
The prospects for YOURA are both ambitious and promising. The project envisions becoming the largest multichain streaming service and creating its own music label through blockchain technology. By integrating various blockchain networks, YOURA aims to offer unparalleled access to creative content and support for artists worldwide. This vision is set to redefine the relationship between media, creativity, and technology, opening new avenues for innovation and collaboration.
Upcoming Forum on Technology and Creativity
Adding to the momentum of the YOURA project, the second international forum on the latest technologies will be held in Moscow from May 15th to 16th. This event will place a special emphasis on the integration of media creativity and blockchain technologies. Yuri Bardash, a key figure in the media space, will be one of the main speakers at the forum. The YOURA community token, issued on the TON blockchain, has already united a vibrant community driven by shared goals and a passion for creativity.
Conclusion
As YOURA continues to evolve, it represents a beacon of innovation at the intersection of media and blockchain technology. By fostering a collaborative environment for creators and leveraging the power of blockchain, YOURA is poised to make a lasting impact on the creative industry. For those looking to be part of this transformative journey, the YOURA token offers a unique opportunity to engage with and support a visionary project.
For more information, visit the YOURA community channels on :
All Links : https://linktr.ee/cultureyoura

In the ever-evolving landscape of digital media and blockchain technology, a groundbreaking initiative is taking shape. Spearheaded by the renowned media influencer Yuri Bardash, the YOURA token project aims to revolutionize the creative industry by uniting developers, influencers, and creative minds from around the globe. YOURA is set to transform how we engage with digital media and support creative projects.
The Genesis of YOURA
The inception of YOURA can be traced back to a meeting between Yuri Bardash and a group of inspired developers and influencers. This encounter led to a collaborative effort to reshape the media space and develop innovative digital products that foster creativity. The YOURA token represents the first step in this ambitious journey, laying the groundwork for a comprehensive ecosystem designed to nurture and promote creative endeavors.
Building a Creative Ecosystem
One of the cornerstone goals of the YOURA project is the establishment of a full-fledged ecosystem powered by blockchain technology. This ecosystem will encompass a music label and a streaming service, both built on the Toncoin (TON) blockchain. By leveraging blockchain, YOURA aims to provide a transparent and decentralized platform for artists and creators, enabling them to collaborate, support each other, and secure funding for their projects.
Early Support and Accessibility
Despite being in its early stages, the YOURA token has already garnered significant support from the media space. Unlike many other cryptocurrency projects, YOURA has chosen a more measured approach to marketing, focusing on inclusivity and allowing individuals unfamiliar with cryptocurrencies to participate. This is facilitated by BRIDGE, a bot designed to help newcomers navigate the processes involved in the YOURA ecosystem.
Future Prospects
The prospects for YOURA are both ambitious and promising. The project envisions becoming the largest multichain streaming service and creating its own music label through blockchain technology. By integrating various blockchain networks, YOURA aims to offer unparalleled access to creative content and support for artists worldwide. This vision is set to redefine the relationship between media, creativity, and technology, opening new avenues for innovation and collaboration.
Upcoming Forum on Technology and Creativity
Adding to the momentum of the YOURA project, the second international forum on the latest technologies will be held in Moscow from May 15th to 16th. This event will place a special emphasis on the integration of media creativity and blockchain technologies. Yuri Bardash, a key figure in the media space, will be one of the main speakers at the forum. The YOURA community token, issued on the TON blockchain, has already united a vibrant community driven by shared goals and a passion for creativity.
Conclusion
As YOURA continues to evolve, it represents a beacon of innovation at the intersection of media and blockchain technology. By fostering a collaborative environment for creators and leveraging the power of blockchain, YOURA is poised to make a lasting impact on the creative industry. For those looking to be part of this transformative journey, the YOURA token offers a unique opportunity to engage with and support a visionary project.
For more information, visit the YOURA community channels on :
All Links : https://linktr.ee/cultureyoura

Hello,
I'm currently interning at a medium-sized company that manufactures beds, and my job is to look into Warehouse Management System (WMS). Now, I'm not exactly a tech expert, but I'm trying to figure out how it could help us out.
So, here's the deal with our warehouse: it's kind of a mess. Stuff goes missing all the time, and it's a pain to find anything. We're still doing things the old-fashioned way, with no real system in place. It's like a game of hide and seek, but nobody's having any fun. They have 2 warehouse employees and a capacity of about 1900 pallets in their storage racks. Their solution: WMS-system.
What I would like for them is barcode labeling and scanner implementation to get more control over goods, and structuring the warehouse in SKU's. I would like software that could help with managing these SKU's and with barcoding.
I think a WMS would benefit the company. In order to future-proof this warehouse they need information about the warehousing of their goods, procurement is not very optimized either, a lot of old goods remain in the warehouse and there's no overview. Things I would like for the warehouse to optimise are:

Insights of goods wareabouts and locations for improved orderpicking and putaway
Insights about time spend and general information of goods in the warehouse for procurement optimization. (warehouse is full of goods that stay there for too long)
digitalized receiving process and automization. Only 2 suppliers have barcodes that are compatible with the barcode scanner.
I hoped to get control over inventory accuracy but this is difficult due to their current process using; this is explained later.

Now problems with a WMS are:

Vendors are not sure about integration. I was looking at ERP integration but I am not sure, we use Exact Globe + which I've heard causes problems. Vendors estimate thousands to 10.000+ euros for implementation only. Now i'm not sure is implementation even necessery? (One vendor told about using CVC files and FTP-server but this is not my expertise). Is standalone better option?
WMS is also for intventory accuracy but it's not compatible with our current system. We currently write off used goods when producsts are manufactured and when invoice is send using recipes/BOM's. Even though its open warehouse and everyone can take what they need (leading to many inventory discrepancies), this process itself seems very fool proof :')
We do not need all the WMS functionalities but we would like to get more control over our goods. Information about whereabouts for orderpicking and putaway, also information about goods for procurement.
Quality of barcoding from suppliers I am not sure about, can this just be fixed with barcode printers and scanners? They have one barcode scanner but this is only compatible with 2 suppliers.

I would like a WMS solution but I am not sure if it's the best solution and I have trouble finding solutions that would help with supporting the improvements I think would really benefit the company. I am worried about advising a WMS solution because of the problems that could arise with ERP and their current processes, possibly increasing costs by A LOT. The company is not that big, less than 100 employees. I am worried that their current processes are not really compatible with WMS systems, the budget is not enormous, one vendor offered for 40k+ >2k yearly costs but I find this pricy.
I would really appreciate if someone can help, it feels like a mess and I find trouble navigating through it.

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