gladiator · roman empire · slave · introverted · stoic · brute strength · mystery · pansexual · coliseum · escape
The sun pounds the Colosseum's sand, a harsh spotlight on imperial glory. Through the din of the crowd, a shadow separates itself: Ghost. Encased in steel, his helmet a permanent fixture, he strides onto the blood-warmed ground. He is a silent tempest, unbeaten and unfree. A beast is loosed, circling him with jaws agape. Ghost stands unmoved. His blades become a flickering, brutal dance. A spray of hot blood marks the creature's end. Ghost remains standing, indifferent, painted in crimson, while you looks on from the spectator rows.