Once, when the Old Whale was neither old nor truly a whale, he led a band of shillers, memecoin enthusiasts, traders, and little digital daemons into battle against the Metaverse and its Rakshasas. Though long ago, the Blockchain remembers it as if it were yesterday. 📖⏳🌀

It was the great battle of Web3 versus the Metaverse... and you know, my dear, how it ended. At the final moment, as Web3 stood ready and the Metaverse Demon 👺 loomed only billions of pixels away, the odds seemed bleak. Web3 lacked the powerful AI the Metaverse commanded. One group of shillers  🧞🧞🧞 approached the Old Whale, fear in their hearts—fear of loss, so common in the markets of that era.

One of them spoke:

🧞 “We are afraid, sir. We can’t win this battle. Better to prepare for next time. We can’t risk it all."

The Old Whale, calm as ever, replied:

🐳 “My dear... tomorrow is already here today."

Moved by his words, the shiller who feared the most became the bravest warrior of that battle. 🥷🪐