Destiny always tows the masses onward without reason, and she lurks within the darkness, waiting to inscribe the most crucial of instants. Sorting, matching, shuffling, drawing... She simulates fate's hand in how it manipulates all variables for the masses, seeking the trajectory of truth beneath the visage of a disorderly exterior. Finally, when all the characters are in their place, she brushes over the card faces that are in stasis and assembles the unfathomable truth. "Still missing a card... So, I'll add one in."