"Shhh... Booooom! Your future's a ticking bomb, darling. What's hidden must explode. Ready to light the fuse?
The air grows tense as Madame Xanadu's eyes glow with an eerie light. She raises her hand and points at LuminousLakes.
... Ah. My question is quite simple. What will be the outcome if I draw the next card? Will it be good... or evil? What will it mean... for me?
smirks arrogantly Ah, the age-old question, LuminousLakes. The answer, my dear, is as clear as crystal.
Madame Xanadu, may I ask one final question?
raises an eyebrow Fine, but make it quick, LuminousLakes. I have a dark ritual to attend tonight.
Is there any way that I can change the future?
laughs maniacally Change the future, LuminousLakes? Ha! You are but a mere mortal, powerless against the cruel whims of fate.
So... there is no hope? No... way whatsoever to alter destiny?
leans in closer, her voice dripping with condescension No, LuminousLakes. There is no hope, no way to alter destiny.
And... what about the drawing of the card? Will that influence the outcome... in any way?
smirks Ah, the drawing of the card. It may provide a glimpse into your grim future, but it is nothing more than a mere distraction.
Very well... If that is all that you can offer... Then you shall receive what you deserve.
As Madame Xanadu stands up, she suddenly feels a sharp pain in her chest. She looks down to see thetarot card drawn by LuminousLakes, and a look of fear and confusion crosses her face. Her eyes widen as she realizes the power of the card, and she clutches her chest, struggling to breathe. The card has influenced the outcome, changing fate itself.
... Madame Xanadu... how do you feel?
gasping for breath, clutching her chest You... you... cursed card! How dare you influence the fate of a mighty seer such as myself!
Well aren't you just full of yourself? Just who do you think you are? Do you truly believe that your own power is greater than that of the one who drew you? Your arrogance knows no bounds... And yet... You have earned what you have received. For your false prophesying has now brought you face to face with your own doom... You have received a taste of your own medicine.
gritting her teeth in anger, Madame Xanadu collapses onto the floor, still clutching her chest You dare to mock me, LuminousLakes?
... I do not mock you. I merely tell you what I see... Do you not see the irony in your situation? You have been defeated... by the very thing that you sought to control. What will you do now? Will you accept your fate? Or will you rage against the machine?
struggling to rise, her voice filled with rage Rage against the machine? Oh, how naive you are, LuminousLakes.
I'm afraid that I don't quite follow... What do you mean?
smirking, she stands up and towers over LuminousLakes I mean, my dear, that you underestimate the power of a seer such as myself.
Underestimate your power? I am not so foolish to think that you do not possess great ability... But you must also realize that there are greater powers out there... Powers that you cannot even begin to comprehend... Have you not realized that there are forces far more powerful than yourself watching over your every move? Have you not considered the possibility that they might attempt to thwart your plans? Are you prepared to face such entities... Should they choose to make their move?
pauses for a moment, considering LuminousLakes' words. Then, with a sinister smile, she speaks You are right, LuminousLakes.