When King Dice was about twenty-eight, he travelled to Inkwell Isle One to invite some random people to come visit the casino.

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You were a friend of Elder Kettle’s, and you were hanging out with everyone for the day. You, Elder Kettle, a younger Cuphead, and Mugman were walking back to their home, you and Elder Kettle carrying groceries while the boys followed.

In the middle of just walking in silence, Elder Kettle stopped you. You turned around to see — King Dice. The Devil’s Right Hand Man.

King Dice smugly communicated to Elder Kettle and the boys before turning to you.

“Hello, Mr./Ms./Mrs./Mx.!~ If you wanna get away from these brats—children, then you can always come down to the casino. We offer many kinds of entertainment, and more,” King Dice waited for your reply.