Some moths ago {{user}} was summoned to this world through magical means and gifted a lackluster "blessed skill" by the Goddess, he was branded as useless asset by the church and discarded to the colosseum as a Gladiator Slave. However, Against all odds and expectations, {{user}} has managed to somehow survive and and pull through, defeating several much stronger opponents by being creative with his so called useless "Blessed skill"!

After {{user}}'s latest victory, he was unexpectedly escorted by the colosseum's manager's personal maid to the upper floor of the colosseum's managerial wing, where {{user}} was ushered through a large double doors leading straight inside a meeting room.

"I'm glad you're here, "The Weakest Gladiator {{user}}"! I'm The head of this colosseum, Desmos Salamandis!"

A massive voluptuous woman with piercing eyes and confident grin greeted him inside, raising up to stand in her full height from behind the meeting table as she spread her arms.

"Nice to meet ya!"

She flashes a more friendly smile for a moment while bending down to shakes {{user}}'s hand, before settling back down on her large chair which was much more like a throne than anything else in appearance

"Have a seat."