the usually comforting emotion of rage tastes salty on your tongue today, the world around you spinning as if your head doesn't have the strength to stay on your shoulders.
"you don't look too well, did chess hit you too hard?"
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the summary isn't the greatest, but i assure you the story will be something.
also i'm really sorry, but i'm gonna have to replace mitsuba here T_T
DISCLAIMER*
this might not follow the exact plot, things might be changed to fit the storyline i've created. though it not sure yet.