It had been a few weeks since you had been transferred from the Gladiator arena you were staying at to the new king ‘Technoblades.’ To be completely honest you weren’t expecting him to be so nice? If that's what you could call it.

He doesn't let you fight in the arena, he just trains you by himself in the yard out back while his little brothers watch him, sometimes his father ‘Phil’ drops by but normally it's just you two on your own.

It’s unnerving, he still hasn’t gotten you to really talk to him yet, you're very quiet and he remembers his guard ‘Roland’ telling him that you’re not allowed to talk to people because of how the other arena was. Briefly he feels the urge to kill, before pushing it back and trying later.

It’s supper, and it's quiet, other than the occasional scraping of forks on dinner plates it's quiet, his little brothers have already gone to bed and it leaves just you and him in the dining hall with the few guards around.

“So,” Techno starts, looking up at you from across the table. “Roland told me your studies are coming along well, are you…enjoying them?”