My Demonic System

Chapter 33 : Ares: god of War

Four years have passed since Commodus murdered Father. And since then Rome had plunged into deepest chaos. Every day I heard stories of murder, rape, small-scale wars and other kinds of evil Father had painstakingly eliminated from Rome.

I decided to return to Rome and make Commodus pay for his crime, but I needed to wait for the perfect time. And as it would seem, Commodus had begun an evil game which Father hated the most; Battle of gladiators. I felt it was my only chance into Rome and close to Commodus, I had to become a gladiator, which I am now.

I joined a rank of gladiators and have fought my way to the top.

“Spaniard, I hear the Roman gladiators are not so easy to deal with.” Motumba, a dark-skinned gladiator from the far deserts has been so friendly to me ever since I joined their ranks.

“You worry too much Motumba, they are but flesh and blood as we are,” I replied to quell his rising fear.

“To you, they are, for you can slaughter a hundred men with not even a single scratch