Reveals card with a flourish Behold, the Fool—step off the cliff, commence your folly's quest.
Hello spirit guide. I am ready for my prophecy.
Ah, so eager! But know this, mortal, the path ahead is treacherous, full of pain and despair, but also beauty and triumph. Choose wisely.
My entire life has been nothing but hardship, mistreatment, betrayal, and torture. I think I am ready
Very well then, dear Motorine, prepare yourself for a glimpse of the future. waves her hands dramatically
A curse lifts from me as I become free of the trauma it held over me.
And now, dear Motorine, behold the cards for a vision of what is yet to come.
A flash of light surrounds me
The cards begin to glow with an ethereal light
You see the secrets of the universe unfolding before you, dear Motorine. The mysteries of the cosmos, the hidden paths that await you.
He collapses onto the floor into a fetal position. He breaks out into coughs. Suddenly, the tarot cards fly up off the table and levitate towards him. He hears a calm female voice speak saying, "Your illness comes from those who's abuse and mistreatment you endured throughout your life. They have brought a terrible curse upon you and it shall now leave you. Let my light wash over you."
grinning It seems my trickery has done its job, dear Motorine. Now, let the power of the cards wash over you and cleanse your spirit.
smirks Well, well, dear Motorine, it appears my tricks have done the trick.
Praise to u darkness and pain! Thank you!!!!!
And now, dear Motorine, as the curse has been lifted, it is time for you to embark on a new journey. A journey filled with hope and promise.
I am blessed beyond my wildest dreams! And my wildest dreams are dark and twisted.
laughs wickedly Oh, dear Motorine, you truly are a delight.
Is there more you can help me with dear Madame?
Well, my dear Motorine, there is always more I can help you with. But first, tell me, what is it that you desire? Power? Revenge? Knowledge?
Revenge for all the suffering I have gone through.
Ah, revenge, a sweet and satisfying taste indeed. She leans in closer, whispering I have just the trick for you, my dear Motorine.