The Rules Of Survival

Sarah moved her queen to c4, is she after my defenceless pawn?

"You'll at least let me take it. Right?" she asked, a playful glint in her eyes that mirrored the flickering firelight.

I leaned back, considering the makeshift chessboard drawn in the dirt. The scent of damp earth and burning leaves filled the air. "I don't think I can refuse a girl as beautiful as you," I conceded with a smile. "Alright, take it."

I don't know what she was planning, therefore

I moved my knight to f4

She moved her queen to b4

She knew what was I going to do

"Just how cruel can you be?" She said

Sarah and I are currently using different things here such as leaves, twigs, grass, and pebbles of different colors as chess pieces. We drew a chess board on the ground using a stick and are passing time by playing chess with these things.

We are playing touch and move chess, meaning if you touch a piece you have to move it no matter what. To avoid confusion between the pieces I have also written on the ground with a stick that which thing indicates which piece.

While playing chess it is better to take white because you are one step ahead but one of my favourite anime characters always plays with black so I prefer playing with black. I don't know how good Sarah is in chess and I don't want to take any risk.

If I myself said that I'll take white then it would mean that I doubt my chess skills which is why I let her choose. I wanted her to take black so that I get white but she chose white instead. And so, now I am playing with black.

The game started like this

Sarah moved her pawn to d4

I moved my pawn to e6

Sarah moved her pawn to d4

I moved my knight to f6

She moved her Knight to f3

I moved my Pc5

She moved her pawn to d5

I moved my Pd5, taking pawn

She moved her Pawn to d5, capturing my pawn

I moved my Pawn to d6

She moved her Knight to c3

I moved my Pawn to g6

She moved her Pawn to e4

I moved my Bishop to g7

She moved her Queen to a4, giving me a check

I moved my Knight to d7

She moved her Bishop to e2

Castling with rook at h8

She also did Castling on the same side

I moved my Pawn to a6

She moved her Bg5

I moved my Rook to e8

She moved her Queen to c2

I moved my Queen to e7

She moved her Queen to c1

I moved my Pawn to b5

She moved her Rook to f1

I moved my Pawn to b4, threating her knight

She moved her Knight to d1

I moved my Queen to e4, capturing her pawn

She moved her Bishop to f6, capturing my knight

I moved my Knight to f6, capturing her bishop

She moved her Rook to e1

I moved my Queen to d5, capturing her pawn

My rook was in front of her queen, threatening her. So she moved her queen to F4

I moved my Knight to h5, threatening her Queen again

She moved her Queen to c1

I moved my Queen to f5

She moved her Pawn to a3

I moved my Bishop to b7

She moved her knight to e3

I moved my Queen to f6

She moved her Pawn to b4, capturing my Pawn

I moved my Pawn b4, capturing her pawn

She moved her Queen c4, trying to capture my defenceless pawn

I moved my knight to F4

She moved her queen to B4

"By the way," she began, her voice a low, melodious murmur, "if I said that we are not the only ones who have come here from our world, and that we are, in fact, the weakest among them, what would you do?"

The question hung in the air, a chilling premonition. The fire crackled, spitting sparks that momentarily illuminated the depths of her eyes, revealing a seriousness that sent a tremor through me.

"I'll find a way to become the strongest," I replied, my voice firm despite the unsettling implications. The words were a promise, a declaration of intent echoing through the silent forest.

A flicker of surprise, a subtle widening of her eyes, betrayed her reaction. "Hmm?" she questioned, the single syllable laced with a mixture of curiosity and intrigue.

"By the way," I countered, the urgency of the situation pushing aside any hesitation, "is this true?"

"Yes," she confirmed, her voice regaining its steady cadence. "As far as Silph told me, people come to this world from our world in three ways."

The firelight danced across her face, highlighting the delicate curve of her cheek, the earnestness in her expression. The forest, a silent sentinel, seemed to lean in, eager to hear the unfolding narrative.

"And these three are?" I prompted, my mind racing with the implications of her words.

"The first is reincarnation," she explained, her voice taking on a slightly more somber tone. "People get reincarnated in this world after death. Since they are here since childhood, they get a lot of time to improve their magic power, swordsmanship, and other skills.

The thought of starting anew, of being reborn into this strange, magical world, was both daunting and alluring. The firelight painted shadows that danced like phantom figures, embodying the countless lives that had been woven into the fabric of this reality.

"The second method is hero summoning," she continued, her voice gaining a hint of wonder. "Through hero summoning, kingdoms of this world summon girls and boys between the ages of 14 to 20 from our world as heroes. Those heroes have some special powers and skills."

The image of heroes, imbued with extraordinary abilities, battling against unknown forces, sparked a sense of adventure, a thrill that resonated deep within me. The forest, with its ancient trees and hidden pathways, seemed to whisper tales of legendary battles and heroic deeds.

"And the third way is the one by which we came here?" I asked, the question hanging in the charged air.

"Yes," she affirmed, her eyes locking with mine. "The unpredictable, the uncontrolled, the unknown." The firelight danced in her irises, reflecting the mystery and danger of our arrival. The forest, a silent witness to our conversation, seemed to hold its breath, waiting to see how we would navigate this treacherous path, how we would rise to the challenge of becoming the strongest in a world filled with unknown powers and hidden dangers.