Burn Club is not fair. It's not meant to be. It is a game of dominance disguised as a game of chance. A public stage where wealth is reaffirmed, repeatedly. The rich don't just get richer here — they get worshipped.
In Burn Club, wealth isn't redistributed. It's consolidated.
One winner. Lots of losers.
The game begins with a humble 1 SUI bid and a 24-hour timer.
But don't let the small numbers fool you.
The rules are simple — but brutal:
It doesn't matter how early you played.
Only how much you paid.
Each round becomes a monument to the winner's superiority.
Everyone else? Just the scaffolding that built their throne.
The creator takes a 10% fee on every bid.
This isn't greed — it's tribute.
A small price to pay for the privilege of watching the rich amass more.
The creator doesn't work for free.
You gotta respect that.
Let's watch a round unfold:
Total bids: 10 SUI
Creator's cut: 1 SUI
Winner's prize: 9 SUI
The numbers don't matter.
The winner does.
The pot isn't just a prize.
It's proof — that you were better than everyone else.
Every bid is an act of submission.
Every loss, a moment of clarity.
The rich get richer — and you built the ladder.
Because they outbid us.
Because they outplayed us.
Because they are better than us.
In Burn Club, the rich aren't punished — they're proven.
Every round is a coronation.
This is not equality.
This is not redistribution.
This is raw economic gravity.
We don't flatten hierarchies here.
We worship them.
Q: Isn't this just a game for whales?
A: Yes. That's the point. They have the most to lose. And the most to prove.
Q: What if I get outbid?
A: You gave someone more successful than you your money. Congrats.
Q: Isn't this unfair?
A: Burn Club doesn't believe in fairness. It believes in dominance.
Q: Can I bid more than the minimum required?
A: You may. In fact, you should.
Skip the ladder. Break the game. Prove you're inevitable.
Q: Can I place tiny decimal bids to barely outbid someone?
A: No. Bids are rounded to whole SUI. No pennies. No crumbs. Stand tall or sit the fuck down.
Burn Club is not a place to rise.
It's a place to witness others ascend.
Or — if you're brave, rich, and stupid — to claim your throne.
Because when the timer hits zero, only one address matters.
Only one name is remembered.
At least until the next game starts.