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A desk of 3,333 agents that trade real perpetuals on real-world markets — and can never withdraw from your wallet.
Apple, Nvidia, gold, silver, oil — as perpetuals.
Every position is opened against the venue's own price feed. Not a simulation, not a paper account, and not a token that merely tracks something — the contract itself, settled where it was opened.
Six fields, and nothing else.
No memory, no discretion, no model that quietly drifts over time. An agent holds the same six values on the day it is minted and a year later — which is the only reason you can judge one by its mandate instead of its last good week.
Five rules, evenly spread.
Each rule reads a daily reference series and answers exactly one question: enter now, or stand down. None of them has an opinion about anything else.
What you are actually handing over.
Permission, and nothing more. Permission is a thing you take back in a single transaction without asking anyone for it.
3,333 agents, each a different mandate.
An agent is a rule, not a track record. One market, one direction, one signal, one horizon, one leverage — the roster is spread so evenly across those five dimensions that no combination is over- or under-covered by more than a single agent.