As he approached the city, he kept out a sigh of relief as it looked way more modern than the fallen kingdom.
He walked around the city, stopping to grab something to eat and continued on his journey.Until ye realized one minor issue.
"..."
"How do I get back to my hometown"
The young boy said as he looked around trying to find the nearest mode of transportation.
He headed to the train station,The station had a route that was going to his hometown of,Aetheria only to see that it was Out Of Order.
He then decided to walk around and thought of some alternatives options.
Going home on horseback,
The horse will get tired and would probably just give up
Maybe hijacking a vehicle,
Gas prices are too high and he doesn't want to be stuck in the same vehicle for a few hours
Maybe a plane?,
Perfect, only one small issue.Tickets are expensive and they don't give a discount on royalty.
He needed to find a way to make some quick money.and that's when he noticed a giant colloseum in the centre of the town.
It looked ancient but it was a place where battles were often held to determine the fate of some prisoners or a place to settle arguments via bloodshed.
He saw jesters in colourful clothing and many brave warriors in shining armour.
The jesters were handing out flyers of sorts to promote an event.Stalls were placed along the colloseum selling food,weaponry and armour.
"Must be a renessaince fair"
Said the prince as he approached the colloseum.Boy was he wrong,it wasn't a renessaince fair filled with larpers, nerds, geeks, and a few actual warriors who were described as the perfect hero.
Everyone was their to sign up for some kind of tournament.
"Ah, salutations young man"
Said a jester as he approached free
"My name is dinkleberg the court jester,I am obligated to tell you that the ruler of the state has arranged a tournament of warriors to be held in this colosseum"
"Seeing your physique and noticing you are of young blood,I would like to offer you to partake in this tournament"
Said dinkleberg as he enthusiastically asked the young prince to join.holding out a clipboard and a pen ready to jot his name down.
"What's the catch"
Asked Free with a suspicious look on his face.
"Well young sure there is no catch, other than the risk of you losing your life if you fail to kill your opponent"
"BUT,The prize is worth it trust me"
Said dinkleberg
"Sounds oddly suspicious,I'd rather sell this jade bracelet I got from the late solarian emperor at that pawnshop behind me,but I really need to make some quick cash"
"all right, Sign me up"
Said Free accepting the offer
"Certainly sire"
"Now follow me to the registration"
Said the jester as he pranced to a table that was about 25 meters away.
The table had workers working , laborers laboring, and registers registering the names of different warriors into the system. Many warriors from many different countries came forth to test their limits in this tournament of strength. The young lad saw warriors of all shapes and sizes wearing shining armour brandishing their weapons for others to see. the warriors varied from newcomers to veteran warriors who had finally come
To test their mettle.
But among the crowd of proud warriors there was one that stood out.A man ina full suit of black steel armour plate armour,with scars all over his face.A tall and muscular man with black hair wielding a sword that was more akin to a glorified giant slab of steel.
He was the champion of the last tournament,crowned the strongest.he had a menacing aura making everyone treat him with utmost respect.Free being the prideful bastard that he was took a singular look at him and said to himself
"What a damn pushover"
As he went back to look at the other warriors
As the sun set,all participants were called to go into the colloseum into some kind of waiting room.they were briefed on what to do for the night as the tournament was to be held tomorrow.
All the warriors went to the dining hall to get a meal before they hit the hay ending the day.
The next day,Free and all the others went out into the colloseum grounds.
A sea of people were scattered on the bleachers looking down on the fighters.All shouting cheers to liven their spirits.On the north side of the bleachers were 3 seats. Which was to seat the King,the queen,and the princess.
Once all the warriors were outside free saw about 100 people in the sand covered battlefield.The heat was harsh and the wind only made it worse blowing sand into their eyes.The cheering from the audience stopped as the royal family got to their seats and the king picked up a microphone utteri
"WELCOME,LADIES, GENTLEMEN AND BRAVE SOULS"
"TO THE MOST BLOODY,MOST GRUESOME,AND MOST THRILLING TOURNAMENT OF ALL TIME"
"THE STRONGEST UNDER THE HEAVENS,WARTIORS TOURNEY!"
The crowd goes wild with excitement cheering the names of their favourite warriors.some had family members come and spectate,others had the highest ranking officers from their respective kingdoms cheer them on.
Free was looking around as the crowd cheered but he set his eyes on the royal family.but most importantly the princess.
But before that his brain started overthinking and asked the real questions.
"Wait"
"Everyone's wearing armour"
"I'm not"
"Shit"
"I'M NOT WEARING ARMOUR"
"IF I FACE THAT BEHEMOTH OF A GUY I CAN'T EVEN LAY A SINGULAR DENT ON HIM BEFORE HE SLICES ME IN HAKF WITH THAT GLORIFIED PIECE OF METAL"
He looked around scared, confused and regretted this poor life choice of his.
And then he finally laid eyes on the princess. (Yay I guess)
She was the most stunning person in the stadium,with skin as white as snow, platinum blonde hair and piercing eyes that glowed like the brightest stars.She had a dazzling smile that sent all men into a daze.
Free looked at her a smiled with a slight blush saying "I'm prettier than her" under his breath.
"ORDER IN THE COLLOSEUM"
Ordered the king
He picked up the microphone once more and began to brief the rules of the tournament.
"Since we have 100 warriors,this first half of this tournament will be a death match"
"You will all have the freedom to kill each other until only 48 fighters are left"
"Only then will we begin the brackets"
"You will have free reign over the types of spells you use"
"BUT,you are unable to fly or harm the people in the bleachers in under any circumstances be it their your own friend or your worst foe"
"Did I make myself clear"
The king said
"You may all take a short break after this"
"Once you hear the bell ring all of you must come out and Fight each other till your last breath"
"Now go"
All the warriors left going back into the waiting room of the colloseum
Free was sitting down looking at his blade thinking of a way to not get killed due to his lack of armour.
And the suddenly a voice appeared.
A rather Angelic voice.
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The divine Comedy: Lucifer's second act
FantasiYear's after Lucifer had been cast out,He made a deal with a mysterious being not of this world. Being turned into an angel named Phanes,he lost all.his memories as Lucifer and was stuck with the persona of Phanes. Phanes was chosen to be in a speci...
