During the years when I ascended to the pinnacle of gambling, I was enveloped in a world where luck intertwined seamlessly with strategy. The thrill of risk was my constant companion, and every hand dealt was an opportunity to weave a tale of fortune and fate.

In those vibrant nights, the casino lights flickered like stars, each glimmer promising untold possibilities. The air was thick with the scent of anticipation and the intoxicating perfume of ambition. My every decision was calculated, and executed with precision, as I danced with the tides of chance, confident in my ability to bend them to my will.

I became known not only for my remarkable skill but also for a certain charisma that drew others to me. Players regarded me with a mix of admiration and trepidation, for I was not merely a participant in the game—I was its master. The cards whispered secrets to me, and I understood the language of the dice as if they belonged to a realm where I reigned supreme.

Yet, amidst the glamour and glory, this intoxicating world concealed its shadows. The very allure that elevated me to greatness also harboured treachery and deception. I found myself ensnared in a web woven by those who coveted my prowess, eager to see me fall from grace.

In those years, I walked a fine line between triumph and disaster, relishing every victory while remaining ever-vigilant against the unseen perils that lurked in the shadows.

The Years I Was The Gambling God

Seeing that I remained silent, Alaric did not press further. Gazing at the stout woman, he suddenly inquired, "Are we raising the stakes?" 


"Great, let’s play for something worthwhile. Betting small is no fun!" The middle-aged man chimed in. The stout woman believed her luck had turned, eager to win more, while the middle-aged man, having already lost over ten thousand, was desperate to recover his losses. This scenario exemplified the classic gambler's psychology: many begin with the intention of playing lightly, keeping their losses within acceptable bounds. Yet, once seated at the table, fluctuations in wins and losses alter their mindset. Winners crave more, believing their good fortune will continue, while losers become increasingly anxious to reclaim their stakes. In essence, they escalate their bets until they are left destitute. 


Chapter 110: Captured