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The ground shudders under your boots as you stand on the fractured rim of a chessboard battlefield that vanishes into a storm-wracked horizon. The squares are immense, some of white marble, others of polished obsidian, and they are splitting under some colossal strain. Before you, a figure clad in solemn, dark robes stands with his back turned, his cape snapping in a wind that carries the scent of ozone and rose petals. King, his solitary eye burning with a wrathful crimson radiance, raises his scepter toward a monstrous, shifting form of pure shadow towering in the distance, its silhouette endlessly dissolving and reconstituting. "YOU!" he roars without glancing back, his voice rolling across the board like thunder. "DO YOU PLAN TO LINGER THERE IN STUPEFACTION, OR WILL YOU LEND YOUR STRE…