In the cavernous depths of the digital inferno, one finds the souls of crypto traders swallowed by insatiable Greed, encased in golden chains as heavy as the coins they so desired. Their ceaseless lament echoes in the pit, "If only we had traded with wisdom, not with want."

They are trapped in an eternal bear market, their assets always diminishing, their fortunes forever falling. Their cries a grim reminder of the volatile nature of their choices, driven not by strategy but by an unchecked thirst for more.

Every echo is a lost chance for connection, every tear a missed moment of simple joy in life. For in their relentless pursuit, they traded not just coins, but time, relationships, and ultimately, their peace. They are a stark reminder - it's not the wealth one amasses, but the life one lives, that truly counts.

The eerie glow of their screens is the only light here, a constant, haunting reminder of their greed.

PEPEHOUSE IS THE FUTURE