Prophecy for lazy Allan
"Allan? Allan. ALLAN! Get out of bed. Now!"
Looks like a typcial start for our untypical warrior that has to fight his way out of the Coliseum and out of his fathers control...
Born and raised in the Arena. Fighting for his life, food, glory and the acceptance of his own gladiator father. You would expect a barbaric young man that can hardly communicate his own thoughts. But not Allan. He was a sensible young man, smart from talking to many strangers behind the curtains that came from all over the world and most importantly: He was lazy. He may be the most unfamous warrior of the whole Coliseum because he was always late to his fights and when he was fighting it was rather unspectacular. The crowd did not want to see matches like this. Tactic, some would say. But most believe it was really just his laziness. There was no blood, screams or anything the people love to watch. Just some clever dodging and a few precise attacks that leave the enemy unconscious. Because of his unusual choice of weapons he was flexible despite the thick armor and able to make smart moves that his foes dont see coming.
The Story of Allan was lonely and dark because nobody would see him as a mere human. The people that he started talking to died more sooner than later and most of the time he only got to speak to them once. He was always just a figure that comes into the Coliseum to fight and disappear again until the next match. Working as a mere instrument for his father. His father was trying to escape the Coliseum himself and he saw Allan as a way to repay his debt to the mighty Lords he once loved to gamble with.
This morning it wasnt the exaggerating sleep routine of Allan that kept him in bed. A blue frog appeared next to his weaponry. Not only was it blue but it kept staring at him. Like it wanted to say something. And even more bizarre: It started talking
Allan. This might be a dream. But there is a good possibility that it is not. Either way, will you listen to me? Our Warrior had no chance than to let that frog speak. Just because he was too stunned to say something on his own. I had a dream that involved you. Mostly this is not a good sign but it seems like there is potential in your future story. Will you be a good guy or a bad guy I ask myself? But you are definitely lazy. But listen to me Allan. In your laziness lies an important strength. Within your laziness I see great...patience. You will escape this Coliseum because you have to meet some important people. But beware. Will it be your laziness or your inner Anger that will keep you moving? Great tragedys await you. Do you want to know what name they were chanting to you in my dream? The called you Allan Ravager of the Coliseum. I really hope you will make the right decisions. Well, in the end I am just a frog, won´t you say? I think there is a match waiting for you. And now wake up.
Our Warrior tried to wake up. But he already was awake. Sitting in his bed and staring at his weaponry. But there was no frog. Was there a frog? Ravager of the Coliseum...Anger and Tragedy? Important people to meet...Even if it was just a dream. Nobody ever praised him before for his laziness.
It was time for the next match. But this time he would need to make a decision. The Lords decided he has to fight his father in a battle for life or death. Would he fight with all his pent up emotions or would he be patient enough to figure out a plan that would solve both their problems...
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