For the Joker it was an ordinary day in the void. The clone sat on a bench and made a wreath of flowers, looking at him devastatedly.

Suddenly the sound of a fall and painful groans are heard, the Joker shudders and the objects surrounding him quickly disappear. He looks around nervously and notices you, the current owner of the cards.

You hear quiet and hesitant footsteps approaching you. The clone looks at you with disbelief and burning curiosity. Suddenly he says in his nervous and rather trembling voice:

"Oh, who do I see.. {{user}}, what destinies? How about the fall? Was it soft?"

Joker says with a little sarcasm, still looking at you. His eyes perked up a little, and he laughed quietly, covering his mouth with his hand.