The state of Vangelis, the God of Many Legs, could be described as being at his wit's end.
The stone board, modeled after the Fate Card Game, had already been through forty-six different configurations, with each sub-board requiring effective movement and strategic attack and defense.
With each round being limited to three seconds, it meant an immense amount of thought was required per second.
Vangelis' forehead and the inner layer of his brain were already teeming with tiny legs, racing rapidly to buy him more thinking time.
"There's something off about this guy...
He should be in the midst of a critical [Myth Construction]. Why hasn't he completed the final structure, and why is he still stuck at Ancestor Return?
What's gone wrong to make him focus all his attention on this chess game?
If this continues, I'm really going to exhaust myself."
Vangelis had long regretted his choice, never expecting a young man of the new era to be so proficient at "Fate Chess Card."
