Glitched Gabe: The Lord of The Blockchains

Three rings were minted for the Crypto Bros, under green charts of hype and FOMO.

Seven for the Shitcoiners, lost deep in their Discord caves.

Nine for the elder Bitcoin Holders, who dream in cold storage and pray to the halving moon.

But in the shadows of the blockchain, Where the gas burned eternally low, A new ring was forged — Not of gold, but of pure light. A ring to erase scammers, To unite all chains, To delete all corrupted community leaders.

One Ring to glitch them all, One Ring to find them, One Ring to mint in shadow, And through art alone, Bind them.