8 I Win

Silvanus was my last opponent. "Please don't! I have a family! They are watching me! Not in front of them! Please!" Be that as it may I actually didn't want to take him or the good image his family had of him away. If I want to win I have to, so just stay composed and kill him quickly and quietly. It's the least I can do for his family. I went to go grab the other half of my bo staff and stick it in his stomach, but he took his Panzerstecher and yelled at me."I will do it then! So much for a saviour! Hopefully the god will have sorrow against me." He exclaimed this bold statement and stabbed himself in the stomach. He fell over and started to spit out blood. I couldn't believe it…

"The winner is Lucius Manius Felix!" The host yelled. The crowd was in a fantasia of happiness. They yelled and screamed my name. I smiled and raised my arms. I was quite proud of myself of winning, but it's also true that this is now going to always be in my mind. It won't kill me though. Rather this will make me a better fighter to were I won't die! I saw a family in the crowd crying. It's very probable that that was Silvanus' family. I could see their mouths moving cursing me to hell. Ignore them, they after all are as insignificant as you are. I told myself. I was put back in my everyday gladiator life as they sent me into harder and harder battles. One day I hope I get to meet his family and explain why they are being stupid. People die. Life is of a regrowing rose. It starts as a bud, blooms and shrivels up eventually falling into a deep and never ending death of flowers.