For each life, there is a legend.
Each story has its own past. Every legend needs its own heroes. Each song belongs to its melody. On the chessboard, 32 pieces are fighting for the truth; moved by the hands of two Goddesses divided by faith. Now some heroes belongs to the past, whilst some others belongs to the future.
When each clan fight for what's right, who's wrong?
When each soul search its identity, who's right?
When two become one, which one remains?
When each clan fight for what's right, who's wrong?
When each soul search its identity, who's right?
When two become one, which one remains?
We're going to play a game. Welcome to our childish game.
Two daughters from the same god, are playing a selfish game.
'Let's make it like a chessboard' says the older one;
'I'm not good at chess' says the younger one.
'Then I'll give you one piece more than me; however, you can only use it once,' says the older.
'What do I get if I win?'
'If you win, I'll leave this world intact' says the older one...
'But if you lose, this world will be destroyed when the game ends.'
'Let's make it like a chessboard' says the older one;
'I'm not good at chess' says the younger one.
'Then I'll give you one piece more than me; however, you can only use it once,' says the older.
'What do I get if I win?'
'If you win, I'll leave this world intact' says the older one...
'But if you lose, this world will be destroyed when the game ends.'