“It has been thirteen years…”
“Yes, pupil, to the day.”
Chris looked down at his wristwatch. It had endured some damage over the last few weeks of vigorous training, but his master was right: it was December 3rd, 2014, the thirteenth anniversary of the release of Super Smash Brothers Melee. Once a casual party game, Melee had become the medium upon which all wagers were decided. The modern superpowers USA and Japan began using it in place of warfare, sparing casualties by the tens of thousands and leading to the formation of international leagues for players to compete and earn their living.
“Do you remember the rules I taught you?”
“Yes, Master Jackie.” Chris had studied with Jackie, the Virtuoso of Melee, for six years, eight months, and seventeen days. He knew the rules well. “The first rule is to know yourself. One may never achieve their goals without understanding their own limitations. The second rule, your favorite, is to always think ahead. Like in a game of chess, one must always plan their next move with the future in mind while maintaining the flexibility to adjust to the ever-changing gameboard known as life. The third and final rule is to never give up. The mind is the undoubtable fuel which drives us to achieve our goals, but it can also be our greatest obstacle. Never defeat yourself, for then failure would be imminent.”
“You have learned well.”
At the Master’s queue, Chris stepped out for his championship match.