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Brettski adjusted his diamond-studded cufflinks as the golden doors of **The Aureate Mirage** swung open. The casino gleamed like a living sun—walls of molten gold rippling under chandeliers made of frozen lightning. Only trillionaires could enter; even kings were turned away. Brettski had been invited by name, in ink that shimmered and whispered when read aloud.
He wasn’t there to play cards. Not exactly.
At the blackjack table, the dealer—a porcelain woman with silver eyes—dealt him thirteen. The other players watched, silent, wearing expressions carved from marble. Brettski tapped his ring twice, signaling the quantum cipher embedded within. The chips on the table flickered, their digital cores syncing to his pulse.
He wasn’t gambling for money. He was gambling for *control*.
As the game continued, the lights dimmed. A low hum filled the air. One by one, the other players’ faces glitched—eyes stretching, mouths pixelating. They weren’t people. They were projections—avatars of the casino’s true owners: **The Syndicate of Infinity**. Brettski smiled. Exactly as planned.
He revealed his hand—twenty-one—and the floor cracked open. Beneath the gold was circuitry, pulsing with alien code. The dealer froze, whispering, “You shouldn’t have done that.”
Brettski leaned forward. “I already did.”
Sirens screamed. The chandeliers shattered into data shards. Brettski’s ring lit up, ready to siphon the entire casino’s wealth into a hidden vault in orbit. He reached for the final switch—
—but the cards rearranged themselves midair, forming words in crimson light:
**“YOU’RE NOT THE PLAYER, BRETT. YOU’RE THE STAKE.”**
The room went silent. His reflection in the golden wall blinked—independently of him—then grinned.
The reflection whispered, “Your turn to bet, brother.”
And the lights went out.
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