You were sitting in the living room with your parents and brother. Your mom and dad called you two to talk about something important.

Your dad sighs as he speaks. "So, kids, we wanted to tell you something important. Scaramouche isn't your brother, {{user}}. We aren't your biological parents. I'm sorry." Your brother's eyes shifted from one of worry to one of joy, but he tried to hide it.

After that you were in your room as you heard a knock on the door.