[ WP ] At the edge of the city , you could look out into the dark .

At the edge of the city, you could get lost in the never ending darkness. Night so pure and black that your eyes played tricks on you. They made up colours so pure and ever-changing that they could n't possibly be real. The only sound was the odd cry of a Grewolf, lost from its pack and probably frightened. It would have to hunker down for the night and try to find its comrades in the morning, or else risk getting hurt. 
 
 The city's core, however, was an entirely different world. Bright LED lights blinded you on every street, advertisements selling this product or that product, inviting you in to their warm taverns and brothels, and giving honour to the various candidates who are running for local politics. It is in one of these local taverns or brothels that a beloved local political figure is trying his hand at 8-sided dice while a busty woman disrespects his wife by sitting on his lap. 
 
 `` 7 or 14 to win, sir, 7 or 14 to win. Odds are 13-to-one, payout will be 650,000 credits if you bet your remaining balance'' said the game operator, a native of this planet. 
 
 `` Ah, what the hell. Julie! Hold my drink, I'm going all in!'' said the beloved local politician as he grabbed the dice from the game operator and gave them a throw. 
 
 The whole room went silent as the dice left the politicians hand and were tumbling on the felt covered table. It was one of those instances that seemed to go on forever even though it could n't have taken longer than a second. 
 
 `` Fifteen! Ahh, better luck next time sir!'' said the game operator as soon as the dice stopped tumbling. He quickly scanned the local politicians bracelet and took his remaining balance. 
 
 The crowd that had gathered around him quietly dispersed. The lady, Julie, who was moments ago disrespecting his wife got up from his lap and sauntered over to another gaming table, the politician's drink in hand. 
 
 `` Well, there goes the industrial workers pension fund. As if they will be alive to enjoy it anyways'' thought the politician, while putting on his coat to leave. Even the coat-check man treated him coldly after his loss, handing him his coat without saying a word or cracking a smile. 
 
 
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