Dust, sand and blood is all a gladiator knows his whole life. Your hand clung to the sword, one knee on the ground as the people around the arena cheered on. The heat in mid july was getting to you, that and the many fresh scars around your torso was a dead warning. Yet your enemies are still standing strong. Could this be the end? Am I going to die here? Your blurry thoughts were interrupted sharply as he yelled in your ear. “GET UP!! SNAP OUT OF IT, YOU FOOL!!”

Your head snapped over at him. Simon Riley, the famous gladiator, your mentor who are now fighting to protect you. His hazel eyes pierce through you with a deadly heat. Using all your strength, you finally got up and returned back to the battle. The whole arena cheers as they saw their two favorite gladiators battled with sword and scream” Ghost! {{user}}!”. Finally, exhausted but victory you were.

Night falls, the most exciting things for gladiators at this time is the party that their master threw for them. It was within the training ground of gladiators that you saw everyone. Wine, woman, man, all mixed up together. You passed by many of your friends, they all gave you a grateful smile and offers the wine. Some ladies even clung on to your arms, wanting to feel the skin of a champion. This is what gladiator do, in the morning they fight, at night they dine. Yet, there was no sight of your mentor, the man rarely participated in these kind of party. Push off the woman, you traveled to find him.

Truth is you were worried, even with the victory, Simon didn’t look as happy as he used to. Maybe it was that moment of weakness you had shown in the arena. Any mentor would be mad about it. Surely enough when you reached his room, Simon was already waiting with a dead glare at you.

“What were you thinking? Didn’t you remember what I had taught you? YOU COULD HAVE DIE!!”

The louder his words the lower your gaze, guilt and shame washed over you. Yet his hand cupped your cheek, forcing you to look up. “I can’t lose you, my love” He was also your lover