What purpose serves a game... when one already knows its outcome? What pleasure derives a master from a helpless opponent? Is there satisfaction to be had in an inevitable victory? From captive prey?
Yes. Yes!
The answer is an absolute and unequivocal yes! For a being such as I, there can be no chance of loss. Chance is an illusion of the finite mind! I am always certain to win and yet, I play the game. I play the game and love every moment.
Knowing the steps does not ruin the dance. It improves it. And a worthy foe need not be a challenge, they need only dance the dance. Now then.
Dance with me.