There Was Once A Dream That Was Rome ... || Gladiator
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Last published Sat, Jan 13, 2024
"On my signal, unleash hell!"
"Have I missed it? Have I missed the battle?"
"You have missed te war."
"Galleria, is it really you?"
"Giamono!"
"If only you were a man."
"What a Caesar you would've made."
"Are you not entertained?!"
"Today we saw slaves become more powerful than the Emperor of Rome!"
"What happened to the man I loved?"
"And it bit her, right in the heart..."
"What have you been doing, you busy little bees..."
"Are you in danger of becoming a good man, Proximo?"
"Hah!"
"Shadows and dust."
"Lucius will stay with me now. And if his mother so much as looks at me in a manner that displeases me, he will die. If she decides to be noble and takes her own life, he will die. "
"And as for you, you will love me as I loved you. You will provide me with an heir of pure blood, so that Commodus and his progeny will
rule or a thousand years."
"AM I NOT MERCIFUL!"
"Smile for me now brother." [Stabs him]
"There was once a dream that was Rome!"
"We believed in it once! Let us believe it again."
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