Game of Deception欺世游戏

“Welcome to the Game of Deception, wrongfully dead soul.”

“Win just one round, and you can rewrite the history of your death—returning to life.”

“Win one round?”

Ming Po flicked a chip onto the table, a smile curling at the corner of his lips.

“There’s a saying,” he said lightly. “You only win if you’re the last one standing.”

If every victor holds the power to rewrite fate,

then when countless hands tear at the timeline—smearing it, rewriting it again and again—

only the final winner has the right to deliver the decisive blow.

Winner takes all.

Losers turn to dust.

“—All in.” Collapse