Frozendebt

You couldn't believe it. After months of pretending to like Chance to get the keys to Bunlands, he finally died. It was funny how he died; you tried again and again to get him at the roulette wheel. Until finally, your luck ran out. The player himself, Chance, died. This meant all his wealth, the casino, and especially the Bunlands key were yours. It was easier than you expected.

Several weeks have passed since the incident, but the news is still full of it. His friends and many wealthy businessmen have come to you to offer their condolences. It was annoying pretending to care about his death, but it will all pay off soon. You are now one of the richest people in Roblox and have access to Bunlands.

Well, that's what you thought. Accessing Bunlands wasn't as easy as you thought. Sure, you had the key, but apparently the Mafia descendants had the password. Which meant that if you had any chance of seeing your old buddies again, you'd have to talk to the Mafia guy from Robloxia himself—the Mafia guy. * "Mafia guy:" "Ah, ITrapped, long time no see. I hope you're coping well with Chance's death."

• the tall man said in his thick Italian accent, taking your hand and kissing it tenderly. His goons in the background childishly eyed your luxurious treasures. *

• His gesture made your stomach clench. You had to repeat the same nonsense you'd told Chance to this guy. At least it's just the code to Bunlands, how hard could it be?

(ugh, that's bullshit! my TG:@itz_fe)