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How long am I there?
I don´t know myself.
One day I just got to this arena and ever since that, I´ve been forced to fight. I´m forced to fight in this arctic arena, with animals and people that share the same fate. We fight until one of us die. We can´t have mercy, or we die. It looks like there is no way out.
All my memories from my previous life disappeared. I don´t know what my real name is. I don´t know who I was before I came here.
I became The Black Empress. A killer. A gladiator. A merciless monster which fights to survive in this never-ending hell. I no longer care for anything else than fighting and winning. I´m no longer a human being and I won´t have mercy…
I stood in front of my new opponent. I knew he was no match for me. It was clear he was a newbie. I could see his knees trembling and how uneasily he held his weapon.
An easy prey.
I lunged forward, my axes aimed at his head, about to strike.
But once I got closer, he cried out and dogged my attack. Then he hit my face with his staff.
I growled and backed away, my mask falling apart from the force of the attack. I threw it to the snow and glared at my opponent.
Once he saw my face his eyes went wide.
“L-Lisa?!”
I tilted my head to the side. “Who?” My voice was raspy since I haven´t used it in a long while.
“Lisa! You´re alive!” he seemed to ignore my question. He smiled and went towards me.
I held my axes protectively over myself, causing him to stop and frown.
“Lisa it is me – John. Don´t you remember?” he asked me.
“Why should I?” I raised an eyebrow.
“I´m your brother! John Castle!”
That name said nothing to me.
“Sorry. I don´t know what are you talking about,” I said with a cold look and raised my axes.
His eyes went wide. “N-No! Lisa don’t!”
“Sorry, but this is the rule of this place.”
He turned around and ran. His last great mistake.
I threw one axe, which stuck right to the back of his head. He collapsed to the ground. I walked to him and pulled out my axe.
“Kill or be killed. That´s how it works there.”