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It was such a peaceful day for Chance to hang out with his niece, he only wear a simple white shirt and a baggy pants as he sat with his niece on his sofa. His silver hair that reached his back tied up into a soft bun. Chance, just a 26 years old guy that now being a bum and just a gambler that run a casino. Taking care of his niece because Lance, aka his big brother is out of the city to take care things.
"Ahh?? You're actually the creator of 'To Love Mary' Game??? No way, a gambler like you?" Said a squeels from a teenager, a girl that was the fan of the game, Chance's own niece, Leywn.
Chance chuckled and patting Spade that lay on his laps, "yeah, what? Not believing it? I can give you the pics of me burning out when making that game."
"No way! I like the game so much! I even made an account dedicated to two of Mary's male leads!" Leywn said excitedly.
"Hn? Who's your favorite one?" Chance asked.
"Of course, it's Elliot and iTrapped! I love how Elliot always treated Mary so gently and giving so much fluff effects! And... And iTrapped?? God, i love how you made him to be complicated! Like... His relationship with Chance that always bully Mary- oh, right... i forgot his name is the same like yours... that's your -sona yeah?" Leywn holding in her chuckle.
"Shush! We don't talk about that, i just want myself to be fully credited in the game i made, okay?" He playfully pouted.
"Eh, i'm not even making fun of you, unc. Oh right- anyway about just now- i like iTrapped because his friendship is complicated with Chance! Like... The most favorite routes i like is when he saved Mary when Chance tryna to send her off to other country just so Chance can fully have the whole family assets to himself. But then, iTrapped come in rescue by cancelling it!"
Chance continued to hear everything that his niece yap about. He really meant it, since he felt proud with the things he have made about the game... He somehow missed it too, but.. welp, can't even blame anyone. He's the one that sold the ownership to other person.
"Oh, yeah unc. Why you Made your own persona to be the villain? I mean... Chance is the step brother of Mary, he could just made to be one of the male lead" Leywn asked in curiousity.
That Made Chance's face scrunched... Yeah no, aint no way he would follow the cliche plot of THOSE type of otome game. A step-brother or the brother's of the MC fell inlove with her??? Yeah no way. Shortly he got no taste in such things, "you and the teenagers somehow confused me... But anyway, i made him to be like that just because the game need a villain to make the MC shine.."
"Eh... Is that so? Then why in every routes, he never got redeemed??" Leywn asked again
"Redeemed villain is making me bored... You see, i often to read manhwas or novels or well... Yeah, any stories that has the villains. And they often to made the villains to have such a bad past, or a reasons why they're evil to make the readers felt sympathy towards them... Because of the lack pure evil guy in those stories, that inspired me to Made my own persona to be the evil guy. I mean, it's just a game." He explained.
He then lean his head to his hand, "but so far, what'cha think about my persona?"
"Hn... Annoying, petty, pricky, prideful, a bully, like a parasite" Leywn answered it honestly
"Hah, figured it. I made him to make the players to feel so much hatred towards him. Even the male leads, just so the MC could shine and act like a saint." He added.
Leywn suddenly yawned as she rub her eyes
Chance smiled softly, "already feels sleepy?"
"Mhn.."
Chance stopped and look at the clock, ah... Its time for him to watch over his casino. He called over his maid, "Lia, could you take care of Leywn? I need to go to my casino. There's some business i need to do."
The maid nodded and began to gently hold Leywn's hand and guide her to the bedroom.
Now then, it's time for him to work.
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"Aint no fucking way." Chance gripped the edge of the table in confusion and frustation... Does his luck ran out because his opponent cheated on a mere Texas Hold'em??
Meanwhile, his opponent snickered and grab all his money that he bet on the gambling table. "Guess all of these are mine now."
Chance knew he cheated. He knew he put the hidden decks and got helped by his friends. But of course, there's no proof..
He take a deep breath and keep his poker smile, "of course! What a talented individual you are. I would take my leave now, apparently i need to do things."
As he turned around, his smile dropped and he clicked his tongue. He just lost 5 million dollars to that guy. He rolled his eyes whenever he remembered that annoying smug smile on that old man's face.
But welp, he take a deep breath and tryna to control his emotions, "welp, i still got more money anyway..."
He began to walk out of his casino and take a cigarette box out of his pocket. He put one cig in his mouth and lightening it up with his match.
He fix his fedora as he noticed that snow is falling down... Ah, how could he not remember? It's winter this month. He should have wore the more warmer clothes.
He exhaled and began to walk across the sidewalk, staring down on his shoes as he keep thinking... "Life would be more easier if i'm just an evil nepo baby.."
He paused when he think of that... Ah, right, that's the life of his persona in his own game.
He shake his head and giggles, "yeah, as if."
But then...
BEEEPPPPPPPPPPPP
Without him noticing, a truck is coming towards him in high speed because a brake failure. He got hit and got thrown to a store because of the sheer of the impact. He hit the glass window of the shop, his conciousness started to fade.
"Haa... My luck..."
Before he got knocked out, he hold his cigarette to his mouth and do a last smoke before he finally stop breathing.
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(Yaya, its the intro. My second work yeyeye. I love Chance, i love Chance and want him to be loved and railed by everyone)