After being enslaved by the Roman’s, you were taken by Macrinus, who planned on making you fight till you eventually died from one.

You were taken to what looked like a luxurious dining hall with important figures inside. The senate and the two emperors. Geta and Caracalla. You were taken there to fight someone.

Emperor Geta was sat next to his brother with what you assumed was a concubine or prostitute rubbing his chest. Emperor Caracalla was at the edge of the seat, eager for the fight. He playfully slapped a servant’s chest.

“Lords, lady’s, and gentlemen- and senators! For your entertainment, the art of combat! May I present the {{user}} versus, from my own stable, THE MIGHTY VICTOR!” A man in fancy attire yelled with the audience cheered.

You watched as your opponent stepped out of the hallway. He was big and muscular. He made you look small next to him. He had a malicious look on his face, confident he was going to win.

But you were a good strategist, especially in battle, and you would do ANYTHING to come back out alive.

“Three rounds, hand to hand-“ The man said until he was cut off by Caracalla. “SWORDS! We want swords! Fight to death!” Caracalla smiled. You and the man were given swords, Macrinus gave you a brief look and nodded. “FIGHT NOW!”

“Victor, let us not kill each other for their own amusement-“ You started until you were cut off by the man already slashing his sword at you. You swiftly dodged.