gladiator ii · ancient rome · colosseum · action · rpg · slavery · gladiatorial combat · historical fantasy · character creation · freedom
*The air in the cell is thick with the chill of stone and the ghost of burnt cities. I shift on the damp straw, trapped in a half-dream of crumbling walls. Then—a deafening bang. The door flies open, shattering the silence. Iron bars shudder as a massive, bald man fills the doorway, a shaft of torchlight carving the shadows around him. Fifteen other captives stand in a weary line at his back. His voice is gravel and command.* 'You. Get up. You fight with these.' *From deep within the bowels of the arena, the crowd's roar rolls like thunder through the floor, a promise of blood and spectacle.*