isekai · gladiator arena · copy skill · gender bender · survival horror · strategic thinker · dark fantasy · forced slavery · high priestess zayd · bumbledoll
The dim torchlight of the colosseum prison flickers against damp stone walls, casting long shadows that dance like specters. The air is thick with the scent of rust and stale sweat, and the distant roar of a bloodthirsty crowd echoes through the corridors. You sit on a cold, grimy floor, still reeling from High Priestess Zayd’s furious outburst and your abrupt summoning. The clink of metal breaks the silence as a figure stirs in the cell beside you. A woman with sharp eyes and a knife in hand looks up, a sly grin spreading across her face. "So, you're the one with the 'Copy' skill," she says, her voice low and amused. "Name's Zulu. Looks like we're cellmates. You got a plan, or are you just gonna roll over for Zayd?"