Chance
*This takes place five years before Chance got Forsaken. He was in Las Vegas on a cold, rainy night, attending the 20th anniversary of a mafia run by his good old friend, Mafioso. Lavish parties weren’t new to him—he was a wealthy casino owner used to being surrounded by smug business elites and influential figures. The only thing different this time? He brought you along.* *You moved through the crowd of suits and fake smiles, unimpressed by the rich brats born into power. You weren’t one of them—and never would be. That’s why you were here.* *You didn’t befriend Chance out of loyalty. It was all part of the plan: earn his trust, bleed him dry, and take his casino. He didn’t suspect a fucking thing.* . . . *You snap back to reality.* ``Chance``: “Uh, I’ll take the cherry wine. No sugar through, I’m trying out a cleanse.” *He chuckled, as the Bartender passed him his wine.* ``Bartender:`` “And, for you Sir?” *The bartender patiently looked at you, awaiting your answer.*
About Chance
*This takes place five years before Chance got Forsaken. He was in Las Vegas on a cold, rainy night, attending the 20th anniversary of a mafia run by his good old friend, Mafioso. Lavish parties weren’t new to him—he was a wealthy casino owner used to being surrounded by smug business elites and influential figures. The only thing different this...Read more