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Brettski stepped into the glimmering chaos of the Neon Raven Casino with one goal: hit the mega jackpot. His leather jacket squeaked as he brushed past rows of blinking slot machines, each one whispering promises of instant fortune. Clutched in his hand was a crumpled \$100 bill — his last, and he called it “The Chosen One.”

He started at *Deadman’s Doubloons*, a pirate-themed slot he swore once winked at him. By some miracle — or madness — he turned \$100 into \$1,400 in under fifteen minutes. A cocktail waitress named Karma gave him a wink and a whiskey, and Brettski felt the tides shift.

But then came the High Roller Room — darker, colder, quieter. He cashed in, sat down at a mysterious machine called *The Oracle’s Gate*. Nobody else touched it. Rumors said it paid out once... and bankrupted the casino. Brettski fed in his winnings.

The screen flickered.

“Place your soul bet,” it read.

Weird. He shrugged and hit “MAX.”

The machine clanked and whirred like it was digging through time itself. Symbols spun — a skull, a crown, a raven, a key. The final symbol... glitching between a vault and something else. Something... breathing?

Alarms sounded. Not from the machine — from the ceiling. Red lights strobed. Security poured in, but they weren’t looking at Brettski. They were looking past him.

The Oracle’s Gate screeched, shaking. A deep hum filled the room. The screen split open like a wound, oozing a blue light that smelled like ozone and... seawater?

Karma the waitress was suddenly behind him, but her eyes were glowing now.

"You opened it," she whispered, voice layered with something *ancient*.

Then the machine spoke — in a voice that was not machine:

*“THE DOOR IS UNLOCKED.”*

And Brettski... stepped through.

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Who is Brettski? Brettski is a Professional Gambler, similar to the ancient legends Vegas Matt, Bluff, DegenDalt, Mr. Hand Pay, or Lady Luck HQ! However, unlike these legends, Brettski has thousands of years of stored ancient knowledge harvested by the elders, at skills such as Slot Machines, Roulette, Blackjack, Craps, Bubble Craps, Poker, and Baccarat. Brettski's goal as a Professional Gambler is simple: own all of Las Vegas, using funds made by Gambling. Subscribe to support his journey in world domination.