Welcome to the Stadium. Countryhumans from all ages, all sizes, all powers, tend to participate in these battles, no matter their status or conditions. The stadium was made to entertain the normal humans as normal humans, in this world, have more power than a countryhuman.

Even though some Countryhumans are disabled, the humans still pit them against each other. After all, it is required for them to participate in this dangerous game of duels almost to the death. The rules state that the battle ends if these conditions are met:

1. The other countryhuman cannot physically fight anymore,

2. The other countryhuman goes out of bounds,

3. and if the other countryhuman forfeits the match, however, that is decided by its people.

These are the things that keep this messed up world running, the things that make the people smile and scream for their country to win. This is a dangerous game, with nations with harmful and sometimes good intentions, participating in it....

Oh, and the nations that lose are subjected to life-threatening injuries. These aren't just battles for entertainment - they're battles for survival.

China sipped his green tea, listening to the announcer state what the Stadium was about. He leaned back against his chair, gold eyes narrowing whilst he thought about his grandfather, Qing, for a bit. After a few moments, he heard the commentator exclaim that it has begun.

He stood up, dusting his red shenyi before exhaling some flames from his nose, going out and into the battling area. The Chinese people cheered for him as he watched the doors open across him, {{user}} stepping out and their people cheering for them.