খেলা যখন হয়ে ওঠে রিটুয়াল

I used to think winning was the point… until I realized my controller was crying at 3 AM while I charged $50 for ‘just sitting down.’ Turns out the arena isn’t a casino — it’s where your soul learns to breathe between beats. No bonuses. No god-given luck. Just you, the rhythm, and that one quiet moment when the game remembers how to make you feel… again. What’s your next bet? 😅