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I guess you really have to experience getting hurt before you get to your senses.

Either someone close to you have to die.

Or someone you love leave you.

Or hurt you.

It's gonna be the slap to reality.

The force to awaken the closed minds.

In this case, Cahaya's friends and powered counterparts had to die.

Gopal, Ying, Yaya. Even Petir, Tanah, Angin, Api, Air and Daun.

He was the only one left.

Well, not really.

But Fang wouldn't care less.

He was trained to not mourn over his dead comrades.

That was just the life of a warrior.

And Cahaya isn't a warrior.

He's a tactician.

In a game of chess, he's the player who commands all the pieces.

He tries to analyse the enemy's moves and try to counter them.

But not every move is countered easily.

You have to make some sacrifices.

And in this game, Cahaya had no choice but to sacrifice his loved ones.

To let them die just so he has an idea of what was plaguing them.

But his sacrifices were too much.

There's only the king left among his pieces.

ChessWaar verhalen tot leven komen. Ontdek het nu