I watched as billions vanished in plain sight—not through bad trades, but through the quiet illusion of trust. In DeFi, ownership isn’t about wallets; it’s about whose algorithm holds the keys to your freedom. This is a story not of greed, but of silence: how we traded hope for leverage, and called it ‘security’ while the system whispered back. I’m still here, at 3 a.m., wondering if you ever truly owned anything.