[ WP ] Two god-like beings , disguised as old men , play a game of chess on a park bench to decide the final fate of humanity . The players , however , are distracted by a couple seated across them ...

My brother sat opposite to me, the lines on his face crinkling in concentration. His balding head shone in the sun, adding shadows to his wrinkling face and tired look. Placing my hat beside me on the wooden bench, taking care to brush off a leaf on my shoulder from the tree above, I glance over the chess board: his Knight waiting to take my Pawn, yet stopped by my equally menacing Bishop. All the pieces were like this, all the moves were blockaded by another. No piece safe until it rest beside the opposition, and even then, it had been defeated. 
 
 
 He smirked, moving his Knight backwards, preparing for an attack he hoped I could not see. I focused on the board, carefully observing every game token. Chess was not like checkers, you could not casually jump over your opponent no matter how much you wish you could. I could not see what my brother was planning, but still crinkled my eyes in amusement, then shot my Queen back four spaces; leaving it resting beside his Knight. 
 
 
 `` Check.'' He said, sliding his Bishop towards my King, yet out of reach from any immediate harm. `` Brother,'' he continued, `` it's a shame you have n't quite mastered Chess. Especially when the fate of Earth, as the humans say,'is in your hands'.'' 
 
 
 His eyes glimmered for a mere second, showing the wise, yet youthful God inside. Glamoured as humans, we took the fate of humanity were it lived, Earth. Neither of us were evil, nor were we good. We merely had differences that none could compromise on. I lived with the humans for the past fifty years. Learning, loving, and healing my own soul. Things that could n't be learned as a God. 
 
 
 I place my own Knight in front of my King, protecting it for the time being. It was defended by another piece, so if he chose to take it, he would lose his Bishop. I look at my brother, who was staring at the two humans opposite to us. 
 
 
 `` Disgusting, are n't they?'' He asked me, finally looking down and deciding his own move, while I continued watching them. 
 
 
 The two were clearly lovers, pushed together by attraction and connection. My brother had not felt love because he never tried to love. The closeness to another, the pain when they're away. Two heartbeats, two bodies, one mind. It was something no potion or magik could create because it simply was. I felt it, for him, my `` other half''. My human heart beating, breath quickening, a strange feeling in the pit of my stomach. I felt right when I was with him, when we kissed, talked, loved, hated. Everything was right because it was love. The unthinkable, illogical, feeling of love. The couple in the park reminded me of him. Of us. 
 
 
 `` There's so many things you can learn about humanity, and they can teach you even more...'' I replied softly, blinking away a tear, then picking up my Queen and taking out his Knight. I watched as it dawned on him. My Queen was blocking in his King, which was surrounded by his own pieces. It was his own death. 
 
 
 
 `` Humans are n't as bad as you think, brother.'' I said to him gently, then added with a grin, `` Checkmate.'' 
 
 
 
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 Sorry for any tense mistakes.
