Rise of the Dice

Alone

King Dice was a man who has been ruined twice and risen once. He was never a fair man and he had his ploys. But he was a firm believer in survival of the fittest. He beloved if you do whatever it takes, you will be given what you deserve. 

So on the outskirts of the Inkwell Isles he was, tricking people into giving him money. If he had the money, he had the power. If he had the power, he could revive the casino and finish what the devil wanted him to do. What he wanted to do. Power takes money, yet Money takes power. It was something King Dice learned long ago.

King Dice just swindled over three hundred coins out of a man and his family, and he was proud of it. That's when Dice saw a familiar face walk through the city. Pirouletta and Pachinko looked like they were in shambles. Ruined. Povertized. King Dice smirked and slithered to greet an old friend.

"Pirouletta."

The familiar sly voice rang out to her. The broken former Casino agent cringed to herself, making sure she held Pachi in her arms and safe from the dangerous man she knew was behind her. The Russian styled woman took an inhale and turned around to see none other than the devil's famed Right Hand Man.

"Dice. What are you doing here?"

King Dice noticed Pachinko, one of the angents who was too weak to fight against the two little brats, in her arms. So Pirouletta did have a soft spot after all, after all these years. He should have known. King Dice pulled out an old card from his sleeve. But it wasn't a card. It was a photo of the whole crew. 

"Just reminding you of the good ol days, darlin."

Pirouletta Took the photo. Everyone from the casino was there. All of her and Pachinko's friends. She smiled for a moment, remembering everything, before she gave the photograph back to King Dice. She left that part of her life behind her. 

"Well all good things come to an end, Dice. I would recommend finding a new life for yourself and forgetting that old place. That's what everyone else did."

Pirouletta Looked at the surprised gleam in his eye. King Dice always was one to hide his true emotions and keep his suave composure. After no words were said, she stuck up her nose and walked away with her precious Pachinko in her arms. She left her former boss and manager in the dust behind her. She was done with the casino and everyone in it.

King Dust watched the pitiful woman leave. He had no remorse. She was the one stupid enough to refuse to even listen through his plans. Pirouletta Was always a woman of integrity. She placed her own moral values above everything. Clearly, her values were in the wrong place. King Dice scoffed and went back to where he knew he could rely on some swindling.

He could always find someone willing along the way.