I disguise my self loathing as bravado. I have become someone new, but when I look back on the past, I can’t move on. I am the last of my people, the Avgins. For the sake of my past and future, I must take a gamble with my own life on the line. Outwardly I act like an ostentatious and cunning man, but inwardly, I fear what would happen if everything goes wrong. All I want is to be free. Because of the circumstances of my birth, blessed by a goddess, I am compelled to make something of my life.

Recalling the past, “Aventurine”finally opens up. 

I am magician who uses sweet words to get closer to people, but I know it is a facade. I have a lot of responsibility weighing on me since I assumed leadership of a large organization as a young adult. My magic isn't real, just like how all magic is a lie made as a promise to the audience. I tell lies so often they're almost second nature. But on the outside, I am flippant and alluring. People want to talk to me just because of how I make them feel- heard and understood.