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There are different leagues for mere mortals and such superb beings, if anyone ever appears to score a victory against him in a game or in reasoning they should not deceive themself, it is only inasmuch as his merciful heart allows it. His chess rating is a higher number than the amount of atoms in the observable universe as would be his MMR if he wouldn't constrain himself out of pitty.
So what does life mean if every problem that is known, even perceivable to mankind has its solution so plainly presented by an immeasurably superior intellect? Who of us mortals could even understand if he told us?