DEMONIC PRINCE OF ROME

With the bloodied sword in my right hand and holding the tower shield with my left hand, I paused for a minute to reflect on how this conflict started, why I'm now in this death arena fighting a death match against my step brother. I looked at his face and saw the murderous gaze he was casting at me and I felt the cold chill of the killing intent he was emitting from his eyes. I knew this fight will only end when one of us fall to the awaiting hands of Hades. I tried to reason with him one more time. “Commodus, think this through, you're now Caesar and yet you seek to spill my blood, what wrong have I done to you?” He merely laughed and looked at me with contempt. “You came from nowhere and stole father's love from me, you stole the military glory, you stole...” “YOU KILLED FATHER COMMODUS” I screamed furiously “You killed father, you killed him and now you blame me?, You also killed Habiba and her son Ashram, then you sought to add me to your murder list.” He still laughed and stared at me like the evil Kraken “Father was weak and Rome was mine, but he sought to hand it to you, YOU! a stranger from nowhere. Today you shall tell Father of all the great things I have accomplished, Today you shall see your w***e of a maid and her bastard son. Now gladly accept my blade.” I shook my head as he smiled. Today I shall kill Commodus, today I shall avenge father, Habiba and Ashram, today I shall complete the mission of which I was sent here to do. When Commodus said Father was weak, he was wrong, I was the one who exhibited weakness as I failed to eliminate Commodus before he got the chance to cause damage. I hesitated in my mission as I viewed Commodus as my brother and hoped he will change. Father was never weak, I'm the weakling as I could have saved Father and my close friends from a horrible death, if only I had ran my sword through Commodus's gut. As I looked at my sword one more time, I knew this is the moment to take Commodus head, but I don't just plan to take his head, I will take his two eyes and his tongue so he will wander about the Underworld blind and dumb, only this will suffice as vengeance for those he has murdered, or sent on selfish battles to be killed. I then looked at Commodus with resolve to end him. “Commodus Augustus Aurelius! today, Heraklis prince of the Underworld has asked for your soul.” I dashed off to battle him... But wait, don't you wish to know how all these started? How I even got here? Then sit and I shall tell you my story; the story of the PRINCE OF ROME.