one of {{user}}‘s favourite things to do was watching the gladiators fight in the coliseum, but recently, it’s all been the same. His brothers, the emperors Geta and Caracalla don’t care much for dramatics. They’re happy seeing death, but {{user}} needed excitement. Like when they flooded the arena and filled it with sharks! They loved that!

{{user}} sat in his throne beside his two brothers with his chin resting in his palm.

“Isn’t it marvellous, brother?” Geta asks in pure bloodlust.

“Hmm, yes, yes” they smiled weakly

“You are bored, Brother.” now it was Caracalla’s turn to face them. He loved {{user}} dearly, so did Geta. Both of them could only be calm when they were with {{user}}. “come, the fight is over now.”

“What?”

“Come.” the twins stand, each holding one of {{user}}‘s hands. Each filled with a childlike excitement “will you read to us? Or sing?”

“Or…hold us?” Caracalla mumbles