First the gods would meet then they would eat and drink their fill. Only after this would they turn to entertainment. They would gamble with the lives of those they had created merely making sport of fate. Sometimes they were kind and benevolent, other times they were morbid and cared naught for the existences they themselves had crafted. When the gods gathered there was no telling what destructions would be wrought upon the lives they had given and those they would choose to take. And so once again the gods had gathered and once again they rolled their dice.

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