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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

Many seasoned gamblers have a common approach at the commencement of a round—they first make themselves familiar with their surroundings. In the event of an emergency, this knowledge enables them to swiftly escape. My concern today, however, does not revolve around cheating but rather the risk of being apprehended. 


Thus, my intention in visiting the restroom was similar. I aimed to ascertain the best escape route should the need arise. 


Upon exiting the restroom, I ascended the stairs alongside Karen. As we stepped inside, I was greeted by the sight of an expansive gaming hall already bustling with dozens of players. 


I took a cursory glance around, noting the luxurious decor. There were only five or six gaming tables present, each having a significantly higher betting limit than the public area below. The lounge area was equally impressive, featuring circular leather sofas and complimentary gourmet snacks and beverages. 


Chapter 343: Deceived