Turning Pro. 

That had always been the plan.

I was eleven years old when I first discovered D.I.E.

Wes and his boys were head hunting me again for reasons I could not fathom.

I ran into a games store, ducking behind a shelf.

That’s when I saw it: a giant poster celebrating the current D.I.E. World Champions.

I remember staring at it for a long time, trying to work out what was different about these people in the poster and myself.

Then I figured it out…

Those people had a purpose.

They had a place in this world.

And they looked happy.

I pulled a pack of D.I.E. cards off the shelf and examined its shiny embossed case.

It wasn’t as if I was doing this for fun. Happiness felt as elusive to me as colour was to the blind.

But if I made it my goal to become the best at the world at this…

It might just give me a reason to carry on.