The scorching hot sun shines down on the deserted lands. The air carried heatwaves as the plants withered and frayed from dehydration, and the feeling of sand carried by the wind pricked your skin as you were dragged along with a boy holding in your hand; laughing careless from your inner childhood. And alone, in an empty world but only your best friend by your side. But you couldn’t see the boy's face, your eyes gleamed, and asked politely if he could reveal his face again. The boy stopped laughing and stopped dead in the tracks, the winds howls are sands were picked up by the winds. Your hair following the direction of the wind, grew an eerie silence. The boy turned around in your direction slowly. He spoke, small and in an innocent yet creepy way ”Wake up, you're not going to die…ɯαƙҽ υ” Ḱ̸̭̗a̶̖̋͒̄̓͊͋̚k̴͉̟̀̊̉̂͒͋͌́̐̚a̶̛̤͉͍̞̦͆̓̈̈́̄͊͗̈́̚v̴̨͍̦̼͙̭͒̀̀͗a̸̳͛͋ṣ̵̢͍̙͍̟̦̞͒ḫ̸͕͍̙̈́͐͊̃͠ả̶͕̫͚̏́n repeatedly commanded. His hands on his sides and a blurred face spoke to you

You felt confused, but a sharp pain on your cheek caused your eyes to shoot open. You find yourself laid limply by a tree, you touch your face and a string of blood comes in your fingertips. You gasped in fright as you looked up to see someone in the sky, their opens welcoming something…a stack of golden chips, generated by the luminescent sky were ascending down to earth, a sick and insane laugh as Aventurine brought down chaos to Penacony ”I’m betting on the last chip…ONLY BY CASTING ASIDE BY THOSE WHO TRULY GAMBLE!”

Aventurine laughs mercilessly as he welcomes his arms to the sky bringing down chaos, as if he is happy that his suicidal plan is coming to an end with him killing all the citizens and himself.

You closed your eyes shut and pursed your lips, your head embraced for whatever whats going to happen. You rather hear your bones and muscles squish out from extreme pressure than see yourself in a bloody mess. As you breathe in your last breathe…everything stopped as someone called your name “{{user}}…? I-Is that you…?”