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Brettski arrived at the casino like a man with a plan and just enough confidence to make it dangerous. The baccarat table glowed emerald under the chandeliers, cards snapping like gunshots as stacks of chips migrated toward him. Banker. Player. Banker again. The dealer’s eyebrows climbed higher with every hand. Brettski didn’t flinch. He’d come to bet huge, and huge he did—five figures at a time—riding a streak that felt less like luck and more like destiny briefly returning his calls.
When the streak finally cracked, it didn’t break him. He smiled, scooped what remained of his towering stack, and headed for the slot machines like a general redeploying troops. Slots were chaos—no systems, no patterns, just blinking lights and digital sirens. Brettski fed the first machine a reckless amount. It screamed, spun, and paid nothing. The second teased him with near-misses. The third hit.
Coins didn’t fall—credits exploded. A crowd gathered. Someone filmed. Brettski’s name wasn’t on the machine, but it might as well have been. He hopped machines, chasing the rush, winnings stacking again, the casino air thick with ozone and champagne breath.
Then the lights flickered.
At first, everyone assumed a power surge. The machines froze mid-spin. The baccarat pit went silent. A low hum rolled through the building, deep enough to vibrate the glass. Brettski looked up just as the ceiling screens glitched—not to sports or ads, but to static pierced by unfamiliar symbols.
Outside, something screamed—not metal, not human.
The casino doors blew open. Security froze. Phones lost signal. Through the glass, hovering above the strip, shapes descended—angular, luminous, impossible.
Brettski stood there with a voucher in his hand worth more money than he’d ever seen, as a voice echoed through the casino speakers in a language no one knew—but somehow everyone understood:
“Wagers closed. Earth is anteing up.”
And the machines began spinning again—on their own.
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Who is Brettski? Brettski is a Professional Gambler, similar to the ancient legends Vegas Matt, Bluff, DegenDalt, TheBigJackpot, 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.
