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TWISTED: Chess Piece

"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.

Kiyaaan · realistisch
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Chapter 143

"Huh? Where are you going?"

At the end of the day, Chess finally received a message from Prof. It wasn't until his last lesson that his phone lit up and Prof's message appeared on screen.

They are currently in front the dormitory building, with Hans looking back at him while Freya was watching them at a few steps forward. Hans was looking at Chess with his furrowed brows after hearing that Chess still had somewhere else to go.

"It's almost five." He once again reminded Chess.

Chess, in return, just looked at him innocently.

"I'll be back shortly." He said as if to reassure Hans that he wouldn't cross the six o'clock curfew.

But Hans just turned all sour.

"You said that back in the hospital as well, but you just ended up ditching me." Hans grunted, remembering the day back in Angela's ward.