Kiyaaan

"We are the Pawns. Disposable pieces used by the King to maintain their reign."

But is that all there is to it?

8 twisted Pawns in a board of 64 squares with 32 Black and White Pieces, who would win this game? Is it the Whites who delivers the first move? Or is it the Black who successfully parries the first blow?

Whoever you thought the winner might be, please keep in mind that twisted Pieces are bound to twist the entire game.

TWISTED: Chess Piece

The rain was pouring so hard and I was left standing on a shed all alone, with only my backpack hanging on my shoulder. I forgot to bring an umbrella, so, I was stuck as I patiently waited for the rain to stop.

I have books inside my bag so I can't just run all the way to the bus stop while the rain is this strong. Besides, I want to avoid getting wet at all cost.

I can already imagine my mother's scolding once I get home soaking wet. Just thinking about it is already making me smile.

The voice I heard was strangely familiar yet, at the same time, foreign. I had a vague idea of who it was, yet I couldn't be sure.

The moment I turned my around to find out who it was, someone's arm unexpectedly wrapped around my shoulder. My eyes widened with surprise as I stared closely at the person's face.

"It is you! It's been a long time! Do you still remember me?!"

Chapter 134: Jill's Story