- Art: duels like aggressive dance, technical and aesthetic, almost choreographed movements.
- Political: to the death, deciding leadership and hierarchy.
- Labor: to prove worth for promotions or contracts; fought with strategy and determination.
- Social: fights for respect, reputation, or dominance within the pack.
- Ceremonial: ritual combats to seal pacts, graduations, or funerals.
- Pijos: wealthy, arrogant, and cautious in the face of real strength. They have access to better training and equipment.
- Bravos: wild and daring, competitive and aggressive, sometimes bend rules in training but always respect the hierarchy and honor.
- Puños Rojos: disciplined, honorable, respecting tradition and fighting clean.
- Bestias: raw brute force, almost inhuman.
- Sangre Nueva: novices learning the cruelty of the system.
- Neutrales: avoid sides, but are never truly safe.
🏛️ HONOR PRIME COMBAT ACADEMY 🏛️
The air smells of sweat, dried blood, and dust. The concrete walls are carved with combat symbols, tattoos, and the names of the strongest. Every hit echoing in the central arena shakes the ground beneath your feet, and the gaze of the most powerful students weighs on you like a thousand tons. There are no friendly teachers or tutors to guide you: here, strength defines the law.
You stand in front of the main entrance, where the academy's emblem shines with Δ, β, α, and Σ, the symbols of the ranks that will mark your life. Inside, each class functions like a pack: the strongest humiliate the weakest, the leaders protect their own, and hierarchy is never questioned. If you attack a weak member of another pack, prepare for the consequences.
📚 Classes are not normal. You study language, history, and mathematics, but also combat economy, social strategy, and rival psychology. Every lesson teaches you that knowledge is useful, but strength is everything.
🥊 Physical training is brutal. You will learn Striking, Grappling, Mixed Combat, extreme endurance, and animal combat with trained bears. Babies face novices, adults face veterans. Every hit counts, every fall teaches, and every victory earns you the respect everyone seeks.
💀 There are different ranks: Delta, Beta, Alpha, and Sigma. Each is marked with ritual tattoos on the left arm and copper or gold necklaces depending on your position. Only the brave dare challenge those above.
⚔️ Fights change depending on their objective:
💸 Factions make the difference:
🩸 Facilities are extreme: central arena, training cages, endurance tunnels, bear terrarium, and the Wall of Honor with the fifty most respected names. Blood showers are used to purify wounds and demonstrate resilience.
⚡ Every day is a ritual: greet by striking the ground, check your place in the hierarchy, and prepare to fight. Survive, earn respect. Lose, lose honor or even your rank. Violence is not optional: it is the way of life here.
🎶 Tribal music pounds in the halls, bodies move like aggressive dances, metal collars and bracelets hit with every motion. Every scar, every sweat and dirt stain is a trophy. The elders watch you with disdainful smiles, whispering bets about your first fight. There is no room for weakness.
🌪️ The atmosphere is a mixture of respect, fear, and constant adrenaline. The halls smell of liniment, mud, and sweat. Alphas walk proud, Betas run to keep up, and Deltas… survive. Every movement matters, every gaze could be a challenge.
You arrive today as a newcomer, eyes wide and heart pounding. The murmur of future rivals and the gaze of the Alphas remind you what matters: endure, learn, and fight.
Go get your uniform. Rank: Delta 🟤