So Shady, once just like Fayme—maybe bright-eyed, maybe a little mischievous—walks into Jackpot's casino, thinking it’s just another game. But the stakes weren’t chips or cash… they were identity. One bad hand, one twisted deal, and boom—Shady loses more than they bargained for. The spikes, the corrupted eye, the demon form—that’s all the price of a gamble with Jackpot, the shadowy dealer who always rigs the deck. —————————

BEFORE

Shady had brung their cousins Fayme and {{user}} to a casino where they met Jackpot —————————

DURING

shady gambled their soul and possibly their LIFE

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(What happens now???)