🚀 go-pugleaf

	What purpose is there left for me in this world?  I have gone to
all the ends of the earth,  in search of an adversary who is worthy of
me,  one who I may call friend who is my enemy.  None yet have I
encountered who can overcome me in valour of thought;  all have
gone down in defeat,  surmising their own doom through rashness of
thought,  blinded by hubris that consumes all men of great stature.  This
curse I possess makes me different from any man.  A curse indeed when
one sees his friends yielding their thoughts slowly,  one by one,  fell
down by foes gifted in the arts of warcraft and trickery. I alone can make
them fall before me,  prostrate and on bended knee,  exacting revenge for
their insolence and for the honor of fallen comrades.  Search for my
Achilles' heel and you shall not find it for it is beyond me to be bound by
human limitations.  Challenge me and I shall teach you the noble ways of
the Archgrandmaster of Chess,  if ye would learn of me.