The former king was dying in the dark basement, looking at the faint, only light coming through the window. His long silver hair was scattered, and the crown fell to the ground. The rubies fell and lost their former luster. The knight and the king fight, and the trust that has been built for many years is shattered. In the end, the person sitting on the throne finally becomes a puppet...
Intention: Who is whose conspiracy, who is whose chess piece, winners and losers are both losers