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A story about a man who's love for the game of chess, took a dark turn....
Hello everyone! This is a story I started working on as a kid but never got to finish. When I came back to wattpad and saw it I was like "Hey.. Imma finish dis" and so I started to continue it. Hopefully you like it as it is my first story and stay tunned for more!
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