As tired as he was, he didn't want what he was feeling to disappear. So he twisted the door knob without taking a break this time, Hubris didn't ask he just followed right behind his heels.
They entered a mysterious room bathed in a soft, ethereal hue. It was very warm and welcoming. Right by what should've been a window stood a big ancient table, with two chairs already set on each end.
Atop which rested a chessboard, in the not so usual black and white colours but in ones Kiro couldn't exactly comprehend but to him they looked red and black, that's the best his tiny brain could come up with. A glowing orb was hovering, gifting the whole space light.
Curiosity and determination surged within his heart as they approached the table. Kiro didn't particularly like chess, but he liked the mental stimulation it gave him if he played with someone good enough and where he came from there weren't a lot of those.
