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No intermediaries, now. No insulation to prevent the gods themselves from striking against one another. The moves that had brought them here were irrelevant, and now all that mattered was the pure and simple truth that this was the end. Celestia had played the immortal game for long enough, and now, gods would die.
The eighteenth illustration for the book release of The Immortal Game, a Season Two epic about ponies and war. See it here: https://www.fimfiction.net/blog/893660/
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