I was once living in a nice, flourished garden when all of a sudden I heard soldiers marching up to our land which was now modern-day Greece, and started to attack us. They took our crops, our homes, our people, we were left with nothing. Some Roman soldiers enslaved us, and some left us to die. I was one of the few people that got enslaved and they tied my hands up in ropes and took me to their land which was Rome and made me work for them.  

Since then on, I woke up to early mornings, orders, and work to do. Then, suddenly in the First century AD, they made being a fighter with animals and humans a career choice that payed money because they were Roman citizens, however, if a lot of people didn't participate, they'd take slaves and wouldn't pay them. I entered, trying to relieve myself from that hell hole of a cell. Now, I go to ludus, a gladiator school, and I train there 5 times a week to make sure that I succeed with my fights.

Since I now train to become a gladiator, I get to use tools and weapons to defend myself. I also learn how to use these weapons with different fighting styles. The gladius is a short sword used for stabbing, the pugio is a dagger used for backup, the scutum is a large shield used for defense and bashing, the sica was a curved blade used for flanking, and lastly the parma was used as a small shield for agility. Now I kind of realized that this gladiator career might be a little dangerous.  

After training for a couple hours, it was time for the big, most popular, event of the week, I was fighting a big, fit guy, he seemed so intimidating, that it almost made me shiver. We stepped into the circle, fighting for our lives, I mostly used the gladius, it was the sharpest knife of all, but always keeping my scutum by me, protecting me at all times. In the end, I was so proud of myself, and it looks like the audience was too, because all the gold and coins came rolling in after that fight, more than usual.

After a successful fight, I went home and showered my whole body from head to toe. While I was showering, I was thinking about how much money I can make out of this gladiator job. However, I also think that since I already won my first ever fight, It might be getting harder for me to fight these animals since my first opponent was just a hopeless slave. I don't know if I should reconsider this job because I'm getting scared for my life.