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In the beginning, the trenches waited. For pump.fun had spoken of an airdrop, yet the people were left with empty hands. And from the noise, Ansem rose. He saw the trenches forsaken, and he stepped forward to do what others would not. Then came The Black Bull, $ANSEM, the vessel of the prophecy. And Ansem held a great supply, not for himself alone, but to return hope unto the trenches. The believers saw the signal. The faithful heard the call. And from the dust of disappointment, a cult was born. $AMENS became the gathering. $ANSEM became the prophecy. Ansem became the leader. Thus began the Cult of Ansem.