Disaster struck, and the apocalypse became reality.
As a longtime reader of apocalyptic novels, I knew every trope, yet I died at the hands of the real “protagonist.”
When I opened my eyes again, I discovered I had been bound to the [System] that was supposed to belong to him, though it was a faulty version.
Fine. This time, I won’t be a hero.
Armed with the hatred born of betrayal and the experience of being reborn, I’ll settle my scores and get my revenge.
Then one day in the future, I looked up and saw the eerily strange projection in the sky. Only then did I understand.
So this apocalypse was nothing more than a gamble, with the house setting the odds long ago.
In that case,
I’ll use the chips you handed me yourselves
to flip the entire table, house and players alike, in one move.
Points deducted for having a cousin