The fight was bloody and brutal. Just what I needed.
That is the benefit of sending word ahead; the arena masters always arranged worthy opponents. I was not here for sport, I was here for release.
I had fought for centuries in every kind of pit imaginable. Male-on-male brawls, beastform duels, feral pits, dens against non-supernatural predators, and otherworldly rings facing supernaturals of other species. Name them all, I had fought in all.
Won in most. Built a name out of sheer violence, pain, and glory.
They call me; the bloodthirsty gladiator.
When one is born with disabilities and a speech impediment, you learn fast that no one will save you. And when you become a target, bullied, mocked, and cast out, you either break or you fight.
I chose to fight.
While others played, I t
