Heartbeat Gambler

"They put their lives on the line and I put my life on the line." My best friend died in front of me, suffering a ten-second cardiac arrest—a "standard sudden death," they said. But I know that the date of his death is clearly tattooed on our wrists. Yesterday was not that day at all. At the funeral, I received a gold-plated invitation to the Heartbeat Exchange. They were interested in the death probability of my high-risk facade worker and wanted to gamble with my life. I signed because from that moment on I could hear the countdown to my death as I lay dying. Now, I am standing at an altitude of 300 meters, the welding gun is my bargaining chip, and the safety rope is my gambling table. Those nobles who put a price on their heartbeats, get ready—— I, a gambler from the bottom, am going to overturn your chessboard.