ImmortalClown

“I shall see the end of this day!”

In a world on the edge of collapse, who could defy despair? In the ruins of dreams and shadows of death, who was writing fate’s cruel script?

I stepped into the world of my favorite novel, where reality and fiction blurred into a twisted nightmare.

Collapsed cities, monstrous nightmares, and a sky shrouded in blood. Deception, betrayal, secrets, and survival… The pages turned endlessly, yet the answers to the world’s mysteries remained out of reach.

This is the story of an average individual, whose life has been filled with nothing but misfortune and mysteries. 

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Beyond the Eternity

Minerva's face paled as her eyes darted to the board. She froze, mid-sentence, with shock written all over her face.

It wasn't anything grand, really. My king was cornered and completely surrounded by her pieces;

The pawns, knights, rooks, and even her queen.

My king sat in the far corner of the board, confined by the white queen, flanked by two rooks, with pawns filling the space ahead. Knights circled around it, cutting off any potential escape.

The board's open spaces were now occupied by Minerva's pieces.

No matter how you looked at the gameboard, it was an entirely unwinnable situation. At the same time, it couldn't be said that I was losing.

There was no check. No direct threat of my king piece falling.

No matter where I moved the king, it would be under check. According to the rules of chess, the king cannot move into a line of direct fire, and every possible square around it was occupied or within reach of her white pieces.

Fractured Reflections [6]