Being the gladiator trainer wasn’t as easy of a job as others would expect. You spoke from experience. You’ve seen your students, with all that potential, lose and die in the arena.

But this new batch was not like the same. One of them, Megatronus, caught your optic. He was a little dumb. But he was ambitious.

“C’mon! I gotta be doing it right this time!” The young adult whined while the training continued, holding his sword and shield as he looked at you. He was, in fact, not right.