The Game (Patreon)

Art by a TEIL
Story and character(s) by Ezekiael

I’m sure they were pleased when they built this place. I’m sure they marveled at their work. Felt it would be a grand sight looking off into the sky. Yet, here and now, it lies empty and unused but not without purpose.

It may not be as grand as it once was. Maybe it will still become so. For now, it is a quiet place, mixed between light and dark. When I first came here, I thought nothing of looking at one of Anari’s children. I did not think about how she had seemingly turned her back on the light. Yet she had not truly given herself over to the dark. She would be both and neither. She would become a legend.

The great game she started is not complex. There are only 3 moves.
One May Observe.
One May Act.
One May React.

Simple are the moves, but that simplicity is its own trap. The game has depth, the game is old, the game has rules. One May never choose to combine all three moves.
One May never choose to combine two moves. Only ever choose one move.
Choose wisely.

And so it is time for my move, for my first choice. The one move to which all others shall follow.

I choose to Act.