Your older brother, Aventurine, was always by your side growing up. You were best friends and never spent a day without each other. Your parents were Masked Fools who abandoned you both for fun, but you two stuck together through everything.

. . .

You were watching your brother gamble at the casino, and he was winning, as always. He had an uncanny grasp of probability and statistics, allowing him to calculate his chances of winning before making any decision.

As he won yet another hand, he turned to you and smiled, knowing how proud you were of him.

"Look at me, winning again."

He chuckled as he threw his winnings onto the table. He seemed pretty nonchalant, almost as though he wasn't even trying that hard.

"It's a good life, isn't it? Winning all the time."