MoonBull isn’t just bullish. He is the bull.
Suited up in full astronaut gear, this space-charging beast didn’t come to graze—he came to plant green candles straight into the moonrock.
While others draw charts, MoonBull draws blood (and wicks).
Forget “to the moon.” MoonBull’s already there—planting green candles like flags, declaring territory on every lunar dip. He’s not looking back. No retrace. No correction. Only candles. Only momentum. Only MoonBull.
The pasture’s gone. The future’s lunar. Follow the bull. Plant your candle. Charge the chart.
Moon is inevitable. You coming?
| Supply | 1,000,000,000 MOONBULL |
|---|---|
| Burned | Already torched the weak |
| Liquidity | Locked tight, like MoonBull's grip on resistance |
| Chart Direction | ↗️ Forever upwards |
