Curse of Fool's Wisdom

Most curses that punish an opponent's engine levy a static tax; this one turns your target's own card advantage into a life clock, converting every draw they take into a four-point swing across the table (they lose two, you gain two). That framing rewards a specific read: it wants a seat that is already drawing hard, a wheel deck or a Nekusar-style pod where extra cards are the whole plan, and it flips that plan into an execution. Against a durdling control player it does nothing but hang there; against the seat refilling three times a turn it can close faster than any burn spell. The build is the tell. Six mana for an Aura that lives entirely off someone else's velocity is an awkward rate, so it ships with madness, letting you pitch it to a discard outlet or rummaging effect and rebuy it for , two full mana under the hardcast. That is the sequencing wrinkle worth noting: it invites you to discard it deliberately rather than cast it off the top, which steers it toward the exact graveyard-and-wheel shells that also want the drain to stick. The lifegain matters too, since it makes this less a pure kill-piece than a stabilizer against fast boards. It is a narrow tool that pays off only when the table's card flow runs against its owner, and its whole identity is being built to punish precisely that.