Ch. 3

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It's been a day since Dias had drunk some refreshing water. Lucky for him, he's back at his home town of Sentinel. Unluckily, he's right in front of his abandoned home that was soon to be sold to someone else.

Dias let out a small sigh as he ignored the memories and ignored his aching heart. He wanted to cry like a little boy who's mom was was out of sight for mere minutes. Yet he walked away.

"Tch..."  Dias kicked a rock on his path, trying to suppress his emotions. Crying, being angry and whatnot is just a hindrance to Dias' goal. The more time he spends whining, the less time he has to get revenge.

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"Hey, wanna play some cards?" "Sure." In truth, Dias had never played any card games. "Dealer, please." He doesn't even understand why he's joining this random guy in a game of cards. Dias has seen his father play cards with his friends so he better win this.

And after a short brief explanation of the game, the dealer says "Place your bets." WHAT!!?!??!??!? WERE... SUPPOSED TO BET? DIAS IS GONNA DIE OF CASH LACK. "50 silver." His opponent says as he drops... F-f-...f-fifty silver... That's... 66% of his... M-money... "F-fifty silver.." he mutters as he places a good chunk of his money... On some game...

To all the Gods out there... Please. PLEASE DON'T LET THIS MAN LOSE! The hole* cards come out... Dias gets a 3 and a king and his opponent gets... I don't know.. the flop** comes out... Uh... 2, a 3 and a ace.

(*The hole - the two cards given to the players in Texas hold'em.
**The flop - after the hole is given, the dealer drops three cards simulatenously, known as the flop.)

His opponent looks DEVASTATED HOLY FUCK IS DIAS GONNA WIN THIS?! THE TURN* COMES IN... A JOKER!! that isn't useful... And... The river** is... A... KING!! A KING!! OH MY GOD DIAS IS GONNA WIN! HE JUMPS UP AND DOWN AND SLAMS HIS CARDS ONTO THE TABLE.

(*The turn- the 4th card that comes after the flop.
**The river- the last and final card. Nobody knows why it's called the river.)

"Three of a kind." His opponent says as he drops 2 kings on the table. "Huh?" "The win goes to... What's your name sir?" "Uh... Alex." "Alex!" Dias' mind and eyes are on the cards. How did I lose? He was down in the dumps mere seconds ago...

"Hah, well... That was fun." Alex says as he takes 10 silver from Dias' bet. "Remember, tip your dealers." Alex passes that 10 silver to the dealer and shoves the 40 silver back to Dias. "Well, that was fun." He checks his... Nonexistent watch. "I've got places to go. See ya."

Dias grabs his 40 silver with a tear running down his face. Sentimental tears are different from the tears that's running down on his face right now... Which is... Victorious tears. This calls for... A drink.

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Dias' eyes blurry, lips dry and his ears ringing was approximately... 20 silver deep into some beers. He doesn't even remember what happened up until this point. All he knows is that he needs more.

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Now at the garbage dumpster, Dias is puking his organs out. As his stomach came out, common sense came in. He's never gonna drink again, even if its free.


Creators note: hi. This chapter might've felt a bit boring or a bit lackluster, my bad!  I tried to make this interesting by adding a game of poker(I play poker). The game might've also felt a bit lackluster cause there was a lack of suspense(I believe) however I tried to make it up by heavily incorporating Dias' feelings to the narrator. poker(wow!). Also double publish yes woohoo I was bored so I wrote and now I wrote too much. Also... Is that Alice?

Adventurers handbook records

I love poker - Ash
I hate poker -Eldin
Page written by Ash and Eldin
(Most likely not canon.)

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