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Check Mate (Unedited)
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Complete, First published Mar 31, 2020
"The game of chess is not just any old board game but it is also the game of life. You can be represented as the king, all the others are the people around you. Check mate means game over in the game but check mate in real life means your life has come to an end..."

BORING! Chess is the worst board game on earth, if you gonna play chess I'll consider you as one of those who exist and don't live. Chess is the game plan. I play in tournament my father forces me to play in, using the plan I will be using during my next heist. If I win I use it, if I lose I change it. 

Chess is a boring board game which is the key plan to my fortune. I am the Black Falcon, this is my life on the board and against the law...
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