The arena goes wild and cheers as I finish the other gladiator off, a gash through his chest from my large axe. He falls back, dead. Another life I must carry the burden of that I had taken. I wipe the blood from my face, wounds cover my body but I feel to numb on the inside to pay any mind to them. I set my axe aside, leaving the arena. They are all out there cheering for someones death, disgusting. I hate my life, and I hate all them. I sigh heavily and look at my bloody hands.
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