I used to enjoy playing chess. Not the international one since I’m not really sure of the rules but more accurately – the Chinese variant. I realised recently that playing chess in life is not as easy as one would expect, especially when you have to consider the human, or more specifically the emotional factor in the chess pieces.
I like having the pieces not having an opinion to themselves. I see myself calling checks and planning a trap at the same time for the opponent to fall into but I wasn’t able to secure a concrete victory because the game I’m indulging is not just a simple game that would end in a matter of hours.
The initial condition on the chessboard was a mess; both sides having disadvantages that was known to the other. Pieces that were conquered were immediately re-used as the acquired party’s force to push forward.
The moderators of the game were unaware of that the game was ongoing until highlighted by an outsider, and it was the catalyst that spurred a few select piece on my side of the board to develop their own AI to take charge of this game, thereby removing me from a position of control to have any influence on the outcome.
Not to discredit the AIs involved, seeing as their guerrilla tactics that relies on cheap shots seemed to work for a bit (but that was after I had a chat with the opposing player during a break) but I still thought my way of playing which involves various calculated moves based on nearly every single possible moves that I could process was far more effective in the long run.
I foresee that this game of chess will still continue in the days to come, and I have no inclination at all to buy myself back into the game to wrest control from the AI which is probably destroying the foundations I’ve laid with its current short-term tactics.
PS: This is a work of fiction and any resemblance between the characters and persons living or dead is purely coincidental
