The story's older than any chart. Somewhere out there, the rich got too comfortable. They built their towers, wrote their rules, and decided finance was a members-only club. Then someone pulled up a hood. The whole thing was set loose in the forest and left for the people to carry.

It works the way any good legend works: one person tells another. A meme gets shared. A bag gets held through the storm. Every trader who's ever been shut out, talked down to, or told to "wait for access" finds their way here eventually. They recognised the story. It was always theirs.