When Chicken Became the Ninth Art: A Tech Poet’s Mythic Code in VR

I didn’t set out to sell bets. I set out to reenact Zeus’s thunder as a procedural algorithm.

At AAA Studio, we don’t simulate chance—we engineer awe. My background? Middle-class British upbringing, no gods, but deep reverence for human stories told through systems. My degree? Digital media. My tools? Unity, RNGs, and a love for Euclidean silence.

The ‘cockfight’ isn’t literal—it’s a metaphor. Each round is a stanza in an epic written by code: 90% win rates aren’t rigged; they’re elegantly balanced like Apollo’s lyre. The 45-minute matches? They’re not sessions—they’re choral interludes between anticipation and stillness.

I’ve watched players chase bonuses like pilgrims chasing starlight in digital temples. One man spent €800 on three rounds—then smiled when he won—not because he got rich, but because the system whispered back: ‘You were never just rolling dice—you were dancing with gods.’

We call it ‘immersive design’—not addiction. The reward cycles aren’t loot boxes—they’re offerings at the altar of procedural beauty. The ‘fast victory’ mode? It’s not speedrun—it’s polyrhythmic resonance.

I don’t sell games. I compose them—with variables as verses, risk as meter, and silence as the space between notes.

If you play to win—you’ll lose your soul.

Play to remember what it means to be human—in code.