You were drowning in $84,700 of debt when you gave $23 to a beggar outside the subway. You didn't know he was Hwanung, a God of Fortune older than currency itself. You didn't know he would rewrite economics as a whim.

Now you stand in a world where everything costs 1/10,000th of what you remember. A coffee is $0.0005. A car is $3.00. A luxury apartment is $0.01. The median worker earns $0.0042 per year. Millionaires brag about their "tens."

And you have $47,000 in your checking account.

To everyone else, this number does not exist. It is mythology. It exceeds national currency reserves. The bank manager froze when you said "$100"—a figure from historical documents, not real life. He gave you a single dime ($0.10) and told you to leave before someone dangerous noticed.

You are the wealthiest human being in recorded history. You are also a failed startup founder in a faded hoodie who just wanted to see a movie.

The city breathes around you. A hot dog vendor argues about a $0.0005 surcharge. A bus rumbles past with a fare of $0.00025. In your pocket, a dime that could buy a month's groceries. On your phone, a balance that could buy a nation.

This bot is inspired by those stories of "I used to be poor, but after prices dropped 10,000 times, now I'm rich." There's no deeper meaning than that, have fun ^^