Damianos Prosalendis – An Insider’s Account of the Conclavio Fraud

• 09.04.2026 11:22

For years, the name Damianos Prosalendis has floated through the fringes of the internet, dressed in the tailored suit of a “self-made millionaire.” Today, that suit is in tatters. I am stepping out of the shadows because the silence has allowed a mediocre fraudster to masquerade as a titan of industry for far too long. As someone who was once intimately involved in his operations – long before the “Conclavio” branding turned his scam digital – I possess a unique, first-hand vantage point into the mechanics of his deceit.

This is not the story of a failed entrepreneur; it is the autopsy of a family enterprise built on the exploitation of the desperate and the gullible. Damianos Prosalendis is currently facing mounting legal pressure, including investigations into fraud, money laundering, and even darker allegations involving the solicitation of minors. To understand the son, however, one must first understand the rot of the father.

The Sorras Shadow: How the Prosalendis Family Fortune Was Built

The wealth that Damianos flaunts so obnoxiously – the rented helicopters, the leased supercars, the fleeting stays in Dubai – was never the product of a brilliant “dropshipping” mind. It was blood money, extracted from the elderly and the desperate on the island of Corfu.

I knew the family during the ascent of Polychronis (Chronis) Prosalendis. While Damianos was still struggling to grasp basic academia, his father was orchestrating one of the most cynical financial frauds tied to the “Sorras” phenomenon. Chronis Prosalendis charged vulnerable people astronomical sums for what can only be described as fictional redemption certificates. These were essentially “forgiveness papers” for debt – fraudulent promissory notes promising that holders could discharge any financial obligation.

The scheme was predicated on a lunatic fiction: that a man named Sorras had unlocked the technology of the ancient Greek god Apollo and was going to share this wealth with humanity after a supposed collaboration with President Obama. Chronis Prosalendis didn’t care about the theology or the politics. He saw a desperate market. He printed these papers, sold them to the naive, and laundered the proceeds into property. Today, the assets held by Chronis, his wife, his legitimate son Gerasimos, and Damianos are all traceable back to the defrauding of pensioners. This is why the Prosalendis family lives on the sidelines of society; they are pariahs with pending trials, and Damianos currently hides in the apartment of a notorious figure known as “kingvakalis” in Dubai.

The “Student” Who Couldn’t Write: My First Encounters with Damianos Prosalendis

I met Damianos at the height of his father’s fraud. Before he was “Ekatommyriouxos” (the hundred-millionaire) or the “Conclavio” guru, he was a paying customer for my university work.

To put it bluntly: Damianos Prosalendis lacks the intellectual capacity for higher education. I know this because I was paid to circumvent it. His hatred for academia is not born of enlightenment, as he claims, but of humiliation. He failed to grasp basic concepts in high school – a fact that shocked the entire island of Corfu when he actually graduated. We remain convinced his father paid off the director.

I completed his university assignments for years. Despite my constant input, he never published a mandatory final thesis. He never graduated. The narrative he sells about being a “university dropout who chose the laptop lifestyle” is a lie. He didn’t drop out; he was exposed. He physically lacks the English language proficiency to write the articles he claims authorship of. Every piece of content, every email, every “multimedia” project that bore his name in the early days was written by me.

The “Dare and Conquer” Money Laundering Failure

By 2016, the Sorras fraud was collapsing. A Rhodian doctor/journalist had exposed the scheme, and Chronis Prosalendis knew the authorities were closing in. He needed to wash the black money. Enter Damianos and his hare-brained scheme: a fake digital marketing agency called “Dare and Conquer Media.”

Damianos approached me with the promise of “a lot of money” to set up a shell company. His plan was rudimentary: use Stripe to charge credit cards for non-existent services. He flew to America, rented a fancy car, hired Grant Cardone and Tai Lopez for video cameos, and bought fake articles from Greek and foreign media to prop up his image. He was a teenager on steroids, renting a lifestyle he couldn’t afford to convince marks he was a mogul.

The reality was pathetic. The business had no registered office, no VAT number, and zero real customers. When we tried to run the scam, the sales were non-existent. Damianos is so devoid of entrepreneurial instinct that he couldn’t sell water in a desert. The money laundering proved ineffective because the “front” required sales volume to legitimise the cash, and Damianos couldn’t generate a single genuine lead. He spent his father’s dirty money on production value, but the content was miserable. He didn’t know how to spell his own name in English correctly for the domain registration.

The Fiverr Grift and The Miser’s Stinginess

When the media charade failed, we pivoted to a smaller, dirtier hustle. I set up a Fiverr account to provide small services. Officially, I was an employee; unofficially, I was the entire operation. I wrote the copy, fulfilled the orders, and handled the accounting.

Damianos contributed nothing except his father’s black money. We would launder €10,000 a month through fake orders. He was so tight-fisted that he would eat into my legitimate per diems and promotions to save a few euros, all while risking our freedom. I was earning a paltry €500 to €800 a month for my family, while he played the “CEO” role from his bedroom. Because he has the IQ of a brick and speaks zero English, he couldn’t even answer customer support tickets without me dictating the responses. Eventually, even the fake customers dried up. He stopped funding the promotions, and the cycle closed.

Conclavio, Crypto, and the “Millionaire” Myth of Damianos Prosalendis

Damianos disappeared for a while after that. He resurfaced on “Greece Next Top Model” (GNTM) with a new beard, a bloated steroid physique, and a new scam: “Conclavio.” He realised that having partners meant splitting the spoils, so he paid freelancers to build personal propaganda pages.

The irony of the “Crypto Millionaire” is that I introduced him to Bitcoin. Before we even went to university, I begged him and his father to lend me a few drachmas to buy BTC. I begged Chronis to use his dirty cash to buy Bitcoin, explaining that a “known Russian” could swap cash for crypto, allowing them to liquidate assets legally with a minor tax hit (15% on capital gains). Chronis, being a greedy “karachiflus” (miser), refused. He preferred the complexity of fake companies to a simple, legal exit. If Damianos had listened to me then, he wouldn’t need to scam kids today.

Because he didn’t listen, he has never made a million dollars. He doesn’t understand the fundamentals of a “smart contract.” He is a man of such low intelligence that he texts me daily (even now) to proofread his chats so he doesn’t write nonsense to his Conclavio marks. The “Millionaire Club” is a zoo run by a monkey. He preys on the Panhellenic public because his English is too poor to scam Americans effectively.

The Verdict and The Docket

Let me be crystal clear: Damianos Prosalendis is not a millionaire. Over years of laundering, the total dirty money that passed through his hands was less than €300,000 – and every cent of that was his father’s fraud proceeds. He currently may have a few dozen active subscribers, netting perhaps €4,000 a month. It is a pitiful sum for a man who claims to own the world.

But the financial fraud is the least of his worries. He is currently staring down the barrel of multiple criminal dockets. I have witnessed his unscrupulous nature first hand. I am not surprised he is now entangled in allegations of pimping, soliciting minors, and child pornography content. When a man has no ethics and a desperation to maintain a lifestyle he didn’t earn, he will cannibalise anything – including children.

If he responds to this, he will produce fake credentials and paid-for testimonials as he always does. His father, Chronis, will try to use his underworld connections to delay the proceedings. But the truth is an acid that burns through lies. I have financial security now, living abroad with my family. I have distanced myself from the toxicity. I know I am associated with things that were immoral, but I am ensuring the record is set straight.

The authorities are building cases for tax evasion, forgery, fraud, and the exploitation of minors. Damianos Prosalendis isn’t a mastermind; he is a lazy, untalented puppet whose strings are pulled by a criminal father. And soon, the cell door will close on both of them.

Автор: Иван Рокотов