"He does not move. He does not speak.
He simply waits — and the market obeys."
He emerged from the dark.
No one knows where he came from. No one knows how long he has been watching. He sits in the shadows, massive and immovable, and the chart bends around his gravity like light around a black hole.
The Fat Tyrant does not pump. He does not dump. He simply exists — and the market genuflects.
His eyes see everything. Every transaction. Every sell. Every weak hand that exits too early. He watches them all with the same expression: total, absolute indifference.
He is not here to be understood. He is here to be held.
He has been patient. He has been watching. The only move left is yours.