A simple shell of toughness built to last in rain and shine. From residential smoky vents to ancient castle spires. I now stand to break by hand or mark your garden line. Formation's cast to stand at last in raging furnace fires.

I exist as a piece, but I am not a player. You might find me in a realm of war and strategy..

Ancient child in armor sealed, Across the stars my fate revealed. Ninjas play in shooter’s skin, What game hides all its power within?

A parasite crawls, your choices steer, Through love, through war, through deepest fear. The third of name, yet first in might. What game turns dark into the light?

Fit for kings, two dimensional war. You can find me at the store. Soldiers in passing on front lines. This game really tests your mind