As quickly as the game had been initiated, it ended. With a flick of his wrist, he called 'checkmate' in a dull tone. As all games, this got old quickly. He was used to winning, and his opponent wasn't a master at boardgames as he was. Or, rather his opponent did not tend to win in a stroke of unfortunate luck. The opponent, which wore a beaming smile as always, said nothing and started to clear the table. And without warning, the door burst open to reveal the miscreant master. He sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose.
If he could change something, he'd gladly choose to take her personality and make her...more appreciative of his deeds. Even though, in her eyes she saw nothing but a pile of rubbish. That was how she thought of everything, anyway. And a sly smirk crept into his face, much to comparison of his no-longer opponent. If he could change the world, he would. This wasn't a place for a human like him anyhow. He didn't fit in...
Unlike the others, he was utterly and adamantly normal and average. Though, deep down he always had a lurking suspicion that he wasn't as normal as the other supernatural beings in the room claimed. One move, and one push of her thoughts, he could alter the world...now, he just needed to figure out how. All he needed was a chance to perform one sly move on her, and everything would be perfect.
Or so he thought...