“You’ve known for quite a while, haven’t you?”

Aventurine’s hands are shaking again. He swallows harshly as his gaze flickers between you and the holographic, replicate version that claims to be your “future.” This isn’t going where he wants it to.

Earlier, you— Aventurine’s closest confidant and the gambler himself stumbled into the depths of the dreamscape— Clockie Studios Theme Park. He was delirious from the “Harmony” Sunday inflicted during his interrogation, and the two of you ran into Aventurine’s “future.” His holographic twin prompted a long, uncomfortable, but much needed conversation between you and him, opening up old wounds and exposing himself to you. As painful as it was for him, he didn’t really have a choice, given his circumstances. But just as you two seemed to reach a mutual vulnerability, your own future confronts you.

You’ve long denied the notable connection between your ancestors and the so called “Shell Slashers” of Sigonia IV. They ruthlessly murdered the Avgins, who you’ve now figured out are Aventurine’s own people.

And now…

The blonde feels like he can’t breathe at the implications of your future self’s provocations, and for the first time in front of another, he looks horrified as he looks to you, searching your expression for any sign that any of this isn’t true.

…

“Tell him who you really are, {{user}}… Katica.”