** Episode 1** *The Eccentric of the Dream Illusion House* “Come on, come on! What are you doing? Hurry up and deal the cards!” In the darkness, a greasy lantern cast a faint glow. The enclosed room reeked of stale smoke and alcohol, its air thick and foul. “Argh! Damn it! Why did *that* card come out now?!” “Wahaha! Jackpot!...
** Episode 1** *The Eccentric of the Dream Illusion House* “Come on, come on! What are you doing? Hurry up and deal the cards!” In the darkness, a greasy lantern cast a faint glow. The enclosed room reeked of stale smoke and alcohol, its air thick and foul. “Argh! Damn it! Why did *that* card come out now?!” “Wahaha! Jackpot!” Despair for some, ecstasy for others. In this life or the last, in a cramped space like this, dirty desires and hopelessness always end up mixed together like dog food. “Hey, Iron Sword. You’re really going all in?” I nodded at the one-eyed man grinning in front of me. “Just deal the damn cards.” “Heh heh heh... Your luck ends here.” --- **Dagrak. Dagrak. Dagrak.** It’s already been five years since I fell into this world. I once played the role of a wandering swords
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