Beautiful

Thank you ^^

The armor is sharp and sleek. :3

Been wanting to do this for a while- call it my gift to you, since its not often I get inspired poetically...

Dark king, beware the board you tread...
one of black, one of red
Pawn to knight, bishop takes queen
But what truly goes on, behind the scene?

A feint! Then parry, and in that space
This deadly game where there is no second place
A place to live and then to die
A place, in which, to live the lie...

Of fairer things, past love and loss
All that bears on this bloody cross

Above, across, and into white
Where angles fear to tread, here there is the blackest knight
His absolute power, corrupted absolutely, sinew to bone
His rule, his law and in this, forever alone

Yet not alone, for in his own way
Those who speak of him carry his name, far away
Whispers, quiet things, carry on with the brook
Nothing can be read from an opened book

In runes or signs, what do the portents say
Where all your enemies are felled where they lay

Would you ignore their cries and be forever cursed?
From good to bad, then from bad to worse
Then be damned eternal, such is your fate
Much is expected, all well and good, too late

Beware the board you tread oh king, white then black
On your road that lies ahead, no going back

When much blood has spilled, with no regret?
Will there be any tears you shed, or will you let
That other side before the battle, long since lost
Count what was truly gained and then its cost

No price I ask in this, for it was much too high
To speak your fate and know it well...
Perhaps so I join you, when I die...

And soon, I will meet you... at the Gates of Hell...