Hm... how many years has it been since I first set out on this quest? As I walked down the lonely hallway, I realized that I was better finally. John had complimented my game against him yesterday, and today we're going to go solve some problems. So how far away am I from you dear John.
Who am I? well my name is Notsurira. Though I'm from America, my heritages lays in asia, I'm sure of it! Though I don't have anyone to ask, my parents disappeared right after I was born, and I had no relatives. So all I have to go bye, is well my looks. I have dark skin, small eyes, and short black hair. It seems impossible I could be from anywhere else!
Now as I was walking down the hall, well I was thinking about that, but just a little. Just because I had overheard a girl in my history class talk about her relatives in Iceland. Was I jealous? no not really, well maybe just a bit.
'Come on Notsurira, stop thinking about that!' I shouted to myself. School was out at least, and Go Club was after school. Though it was just me and John, it was still a lot of fun. But I felt like there was just something different about this time as I walked up the winding stairs. But as I stepped into the bright sunlit room, I felt a wind of relief shatter those strange feelings. But they weren't gone for good.
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"What is Go?" Will had just asked me. "Stop playing games with me John." I starred at him for a second, and while part of me got a little angry, I knew I could help Will out.
"It must of been a few years back when my teacher told me this," I started.
"Told you what?" Will forced at me. He was annoyed for some reason. I guess he was just this kind of person.
"About the Hand of God."
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Hand of God..." John had just finished as I felt a quiver in my heart. I wonder how this kid, what did he say his name is, oh bother whatever, this "kid" felt when he heard this strange sentence.
I had heard of the Hand of God, it was something like the perfect ability in Go. The way I had been taught it, it was that if you were playing against God himself, you would tie with him. And I suppose it would go .5 point either way because of the "komi." But what was so mystical about this? It was just a dream after all, to be the greatest Go player there could be. Its not like this kid would care, he doesn't even know what the game is. Ah what's going on.
"Spit it out already John, what the heck is going on?" I shouted at him. John didn't flinch though, and looked lost in thought. And then his story began.
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"Master, what do you think of the hand of God?" I asked the stern German Go player, that I had been a disciple of for a few years.
"The Hand of God," responded my Master with a peculiar look on his face.
"Yes, Unkunobunu Sensei (Sensei is Japanese for Teacher, and carries over when your talking about a Pro Go player I think, just think about it as sir or something), says you have a unique and well thought out theory on it," I responded to my confused master. I had had the honor of studying under the great Herr Maxemillian, the Great German Go player. Though I'm sure now that I didn't have the skill, he accepted me for some reason. We had even become somewhat friends.
"My theory is much different from others John," replied Herr Maxemillian. "You see, unlike most peoples belief that it is only the skills that you obtain by gaining the Hand of God, I believe there is a much more philosophical meaning behind this achievement. And that, is Power. Not just any power, but power of an insane amount." Herr Maxemillian began to get really rallied up in both anger and excitement. His fists moved through the air creating signs that pushed his speech into an overwhelming form, and his echoing voice drilled into my mind, and caused me to fear him. "Don't you understand John, this is powers we have never imagined, the power to change the way the world is, to destroy the tiniest of things, to cut the bounding of our earth. After all my study this is what I've found. The legends, all have pointed me into this direction. As the ancient scrolls proclaim that describe this amazing game "You who are far away, and I have never met, and that I never can, when I achieve this hand, we will be together in one eden! We can not reach out to you now, there is a wall to high to climb, but may I set us free!"
"But what does that all mean Herr Maxemillian?" I shouted at him as my emotions where at his extreme level.
"You still don't get it John, we can..."
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I hope I can get the next chapter up soon, and I hope the story is improving and going in a good direction. Oh yeah, and can you guess what that bugger of a cliff hanger is proclaiming heh :P.
Who am I? well my name is Notsurira. Though I'm from America, my heritages lays in asia, I'm sure of it! Though I don't have anyone to ask, my parents disappeared right after I was born, and I had no relatives. So all I have to go bye, is well my looks. I have dark skin, small eyes, and short black hair. It seems impossible I could be from anywhere else!
Now as I was walking down the hall, well I was thinking about that, but just a little. Just because I had overheard a girl in my history class talk about her relatives in Iceland. Was I jealous? no not really, well maybe just a bit.
'Come on Notsurira, stop thinking about that!' I shouted to myself. School was out at least, and Go Club was after school. Though it was just me and John, it was still a lot of fun. But I felt like there was just something different about this time as I walked up the winding stairs. But as I stepped into the bright sunlit room, I felt a wind of relief shatter those strange feelings. But they weren't gone for good.
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"What is Go?" Will had just asked me. "Stop playing games with me John." I starred at him for a second, and while part of me got a little angry, I knew I could help Will out.
"It must of been a few years back when my teacher told me this," I started.
"Told you what?" Will forced at me. He was annoyed for some reason. I guess he was just this kind of person.
"About the Hand of God."
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Hand of God..." John had just finished as I felt a quiver in my heart. I wonder how this kid, what did he say his name is, oh bother whatever, this "kid" felt when he heard this strange sentence.
I had heard of the Hand of God, it was something like the perfect ability in Go. The way I had been taught it, it was that if you were playing against God himself, you would tie with him. And I suppose it would go .5 point either way because of the "komi." But what was so mystical about this? It was just a dream after all, to be the greatest Go player there could be. Its not like this kid would care, he doesn't even know what the game is. Ah what's going on.
"Spit it out already John, what the heck is going on?" I shouted at him. John didn't flinch though, and looked lost in thought. And then his story began.
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"Master, what do you think of the hand of God?" I asked the stern German Go player, that I had been a disciple of for a few years.
"The Hand of God," responded my Master with a peculiar look on his face.
"Yes, Unkunobunu Sensei (Sensei is Japanese for Teacher, and carries over when your talking about a Pro Go player I think, just think about it as sir or something), says you have a unique and well thought out theory on it," I responded to my confused master. I had had the honor of studying under the great Herr Maxemillian, the Great German Go player. Though I'm sure now that I didn't have the skill, he accepted me for some reason. We had even become somewhat friends.
"My theory is much different from others John," replied Herr Maxemillian. "You see, unlike most peoples belief that it is only the skills that you obtain by gaining the Hand of God, I believe there is a much more philosophical meaning behind this achievement. And that, is Power. Not just any power, but power of an insane amount." Herr Maxemillian began to get really rallied up in both anger and excitement. His fists moved through the air creating signs that pushed his speech into an overwhelming form, and his echoing voice drilled into my mind, and caused me to fear him. "Don't you understand John, this is powers we have never imagined, the power to change the way the world is, to destroy the tiniest of things, to cut the bounding of our earth. After all my study this is what I've found. The legends, all have pointed me into this direction. As the ancient scrolls proclaim that describe this amazing game "You who are far away, and I have never met, and that I never can, when I achieve this hand, we will be together in one eden! We can not reach out to you now, there is a wall to high to climb, but may I set us free!"
"But what does that all mean Herr Maxemillian?" I shouted at him as my emotions where at his extreme level.
"You still don't get it John, we can..."
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I hope I can get the next chapter up soon, and I hope the story is improving and going in a good direction. Oh yeah, and can you guess what that bugger of a cliff hanger is proclaiming heh :P.
