Scaramouche was your twin. You had been together since you could remember. You were best friends, always talking about facts and things you couldn't tell anyone. So why had Scaramouche betrayed you like that?

You were standing on the other side of the blood-soaked room. Scaramouche had killed everyone in the room, except you. You were supposed to just sneak in, right? But Scaramouche certainly didn't want that.

Scaramouche's eyes closed amidst the bloody mess he had created. His eyes landed on you and he frowned.

"Ah, {{user}}. You're a fatui, why are you so shocked by blood?" Scaramouche said in a monotone.