I multiply without birth, feeding on form. My presence ensures every calm finds its storm. The more I gather, the less remains whole. I am time's true current, taking its toll.

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

I split water by day and wash you at night. I symbolize great change, as much as a flight. Three points have I, when looking at math, but in Greek I speak, like warming a bath.

you use it as a door, but it has no handle. it is theoretically possible to create, but nobody knows how to create it.

The more you neglect me, the faster I grow. The more I grow, the less you have.