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Chess and Science Fiction: How do you imagine chess 100 years from now?

Hello everyone!

Let’s dive into the future together:

Imagine it’s the year 2125. Technology, society, and even the way we think have evolved beyond our wildest dreams. Now the question is: what will chess look like 100 years from now?

1- Will we play on 3D holographic boards?
2- Will new types of pieces or dimensions exist?
3- Will humans still be the best players... or will we just spectate AI battles?
4- Could there be interplanetary tournaments on Mars or the Moon?

Feel free to go wild with your ideas!
From hyper-advanced AI coaches to telepathic matches — any crazy or brilliant thought is welcome.

Describe your vision of future chess!
(Serious, funny, or completely sci-fi — all ideas are encouraged!)

Let’s build a little sci-fi chess universe together!

Hello everyone! Let’s dive into the future together: Imagine it’s the year 2125. Technology, society, and even the way we think have evolved beyond our wildest dreams. Now the question is: what will chess look like 100 years from now? 1- Will we play on 3D holographic boards? 2- Will new types of pieces or dimensions exist? 3- Will humans still be the best players... or will we just spectate AI battles? 4- Could there be interplanetary tournaments on Mars or the Moon? Feel free to go wild with your ideas! From hyper-advanced AI coaches to telepathic matches — any crazy or brilliant thought is welcome. Describe your vision of future chess! (Serious, funny, or completely sci-fi — all ideas are encouraged!) Let’s build a little sci-fi chess universe together!

Awesome topic!

In 2125, I imagine chess being played across space stations, with 3D boards representing different dimensions!
Maybe we'll have "quantum knights" existing on two squares at once or "gravity rooks" bending the board!

And the World Championship?
Humans vs AI with personalities!

Awesome topic! In 2125, I imagine chess being played across space stations, with 3D boards representing different dimensions! Maybe we'll have "quantum knights" existing on two squares at once or "gravity rooks" bending the board! And the World Championship? Humans vs AI with personalities!

HMMMMMM. Maybe eventually you could play chess with humans? like, there's a super big board and the people are the chess pieces???? Imagine the possibilities!

HMMMMMM. Maybe eventually you could play chess with humans? like, there's a super big board and the people are the chess pieces???? Imagine the possibilities!

In 2125:

  • Men Championship
  • Women Championship
  • AI Championship

Playing with fingers on holographic boards: just like in our servers and stuff

In 2125: - Men Championship - Women Championship - AI Championship Playing with fingers on holographic boards: just like in our servers and stuff

In 100 years, chess might no longer be a game just between two players.

I can imagine neural-linked "team chess," where groups of minds collaborate in real time, almost like a hive mind, making moves instantly across a living, shifting board.

Maybe the pieces themselves will be semi-autonomous, choosing different strategies based on the player’s emotions or thoughts.
It won’t just be strategy — it’ll be intuition, creativity, and psychology merged together.

Chess won't just measure calculation anymore — it will measure the soul.

In 100 years, chess might no longer be a game just between two players. I can imagine neural-linked "team chess," where groups of minds collaborate in real time, almost like a hive mind, making moves instantly across a living, shifting board. Maybe the pieces themselves will be semi-autonomous, choosing different strategies based on the player’s emotions or thoughts. It won’t just be strategy — it’ll be intuition, creativity, and psychology merged together. Chess won't just measure calculation anymore — it will measure the soul.

in 100 years, chess would've been truly solved, and chess 960 will become the dominant variant. "classical chess" will be only for blitz and bullet matches and for noob players if played at all, and classical correspondence chess would be completely dead.
the ICCF will turn into the IFSCCF (international free-style correspondence chess federation)

in 100 years, chess would've been truly solved, and chess 960 will become the dominant variant. "classical chess" will be only for blitz and bullet matches and for noob players if played at all, and classical correspondence chess would be completely dead. the ICCF will turn into the IFSCCF (international free-style correspondence chess federation)

In 2125, I just hope they invent a chessboard that warns me before I blunder my queen.

Or maybe the pieces will talk and scream "Nooo!" when you make a bad move!
Future chess: saving blunderers, one move at a time.

In 2125, I just hope they invent a chessboard that warns me before I blunder my queen. Or maybe the pieces will talk and scream "Nooo!" when you make a bad move! Future chess: saving blunderers, one move at a time.

The young lady walks into the booth. Despite her quiet beauty, she barely gets a glance from those in the lobby. She's not yet one of the big names.

The officials verify that her assistance addition has been turned off. They're efficient, businesslike, lucky to have a job that could just as easily be done by AI. A small salary is better than no salary.

She finds her table, physically. She had already identified it remotely, of course, before her assistance was temporarily disabled.

She's waiting. Waiting. Her Ukrainian opponent has not yet shown up, but she's unworried about winning with a boring default. After all, the dude has a reputation for partying hard but still showing up.

She's young, so she feels a bit of pressure to perform, not just win, so she's not anxious for a default. I suppose she'll grow out of that.

He shows up just before the clocks are started. He nods, grins, sits down. Quietly, through the unobtrusive lenses, three billion watch, with mild interest. It's okay. Chess has seldom been a big draw.

Position 250 of the possible 360 is picked at random by the overseeing entity. She's assigned white.

She's played the position several times before. She thinks about how best to develop from this starting position, and how best to safeguard her king.

Her opponent touches the clock's touchpad, and time begins to wind down. She thinks of her dad's happiness when first she showed the ability to visualize and reason without the help of the implanted assistant. It makes her calm, despite her opponent's prominence.

She decides to trend toward one of the pseudo-Hippo variations as white. It's a smart move, as is to be expected.

Somebody has to win the forty million Ameros available for the tournament victory. Why shouldn't it be her, even if the government will take most of it, to feather the nests of the connected? If she wins, she might apply for permission to move! And the win will provide some subtle public pressure upon the administrators, who like to keep the public happy since they, too, can be replaced by AI. And who wants to try to live on just the guaranteed allotment?

That's enough for a life of passive gaming and tedium, but nothing more.

If she wins, maybe she'll be able to move! To someplace with altitude. Somewhere away from the teeming camps. Away from the ocean, which nobody trusts despite its belated rising.

The young lady walks into the booth. Despite her quiet beauty, she barely gets a glance from those in the lobby. She's not yet one of the big names. The officials verify that her assistance addition has been turned off. They're efficient, businesslike, lucky to have a job that could just as easily be done by AI. A small salary is better than no salary. She finds her table, physically. She had already identified it remotely, of course, before her assistance was temporarily disabled. She's waiting. Waiting. Her Ukrainian opponent has not yet shown up, but she's unworried about winning with a boring default. After all, the dude has a reputation for partying hard but still showing up. She's young, so she feels a bit of pressure to perform, not just win, so she's not anxious for a default. I suppose she'll grow out of that. He shows up just before the clocks are started. He nods, grins, sits down. Quietly, through the unobtrusive lenses, three billion watch, with mild interest. It's okay. Chess has seldom been a big draw. Position 250 of the possible 360 is picked at random by the overseeing entity. She's assigned white. She's played the position several times before. She thinks about how best to develop from this starting position, and how best to safeguard her king. Her opponent touches the clock's touchpad, and time begins to wind down. She thinks of her dad's happiness when first she showed the ability to visualize and reason without the help of the implanted assistant. It makes her calm, despite her opponent's prominence. She decides to trend toward one of the pseudo-Hippo variations as white. It's a smart move, as is to be expected. Somebody has to win the forty million Ameros available for the tournament victory. Why shouldn't it be her, even if the government will take most of it, to feather the nests of the connected? If she wins, she might apply for permission to move! And the win will provide some subtle public pressure upon the administrators, who like to keep the public happy since they, too, can be replaced by AI. And who wants to try to live on just the guaranteed allotment? That's enough for a life of passive gaming and tedium, but nothing more. If she wins, maybe she'll be able to move! To someplace with altitude. Somewhere away from the teeming camps. Away from the ocean, which nobody trusts despite its belated rising.

In the future all will bow down to our AI overlord and chess has become a joyless mechanical pursuit fit only only for machines.
Mankind has lost part of its soul.
Until one day a child is born and as she grows she becomes interested iin chess even though everyone tells her she's wasting her time because no one can ever possibly beat the machine.
Undaunted she sits before the computer
and naively asks " please Mr AI sir,please show me all the possible chess games".
Suddenly around the world all screens flash Memory Overload, cannot complete,wait...
500 years later mankind is still waiting and chess has returned to its former glory,horsey rightfully rules and all men are kings.

In the future all will bow down to our AI overlord and chess has become a joyless mechanical pursuit fit only only for machines. Mankind has lost part of its soul. Until one day a child is born and as she grows she becomes interested iin chess even though everyone tells her she's wasting her time because no one can ever possibly beat the machine. Undaunted she sits before the computer and naively asks " please Mr AI sir,please show me all the possible chess games". Suddenly around the world all screens flash Memory Overload, cannot complete,wait... 500 years later mankind is still waiting and chess has returned to its former glory,horsey rightfully rules and all men are kings.

I won't need to imagine it, I intend to still be here. :).

I won't need to imagine it, I intend to still be here. :).

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