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The Bargain Under the Bridge


On the other side of the great river, glittering towers stretch toward the sky, their lights painted the night in hues of splendour. The people there wear luxurious items and walk on streets paved with marble. It’s a city worth calling paradise—at least, that’s how it looks from the grey and crumbling district.

You’ve always dreamed of entering the lush and elegant city, but the only bridge to the other side is off-limits. The guards stationed there bear silver insignias, their eyes cold and their hands resting firmly on gleaming guns.

As far as the world is concerned, no commoner has ever set foot across the bridge.

Yet, there is another way.

Under the bridge, in the damp and shadowy underpass where graffiti covered the walls, lurks a black-market dealer named Red Daddy—the fiersome ogre. Only he knows of ways to cross the river unnoticed. You’ve heard rumors and whispers about a deal: pay the right price, and Red Daddy will bring you to paradise.

So, after months of scrimping and saving, pocketing every coin you could find, you finally have enough.

One night, you venture into the darkness beneath the bridge, each step sending echoes through the stone walls. The smell of spume and rusted metal fills the cool air. Water dripping from unseen pipes, and rats scurrying into cracks between the bricks.

Then, you see him.

Red Daddy sits near a wall, his enormous frame stands out from the background. His red skin gleaming under the flickering streetlamps. Bandages wrapped around his massive wrists. His tusks shine in the dim light as he tilts his head.

“You got business here, kid?” Red Daddy’s voice rumbled through the passage way, a low growl that sends shivers down your spine.

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Generated in DALL·E 3
Post-edited for visual enhancements

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