From Slave To Ruler

"Finished training already?" Approached a tall man standing 6.4ft tall. Rather large, he could be an Arena Legend even if he dies as a Ground Tapper, just because of his abnormal height. For some reason, height is glorified upon in Kasterema.

 The man who approached the one in training is named, Tybalt Ryia. Wielding an enhanced Iron Sword that doesn't match his height, a bit Ironic I'm aware. His Sword, precisely 2 meters long. Considering his height, he should be wielding a Sword around 1.60cm long, it would match him perfectly. So he bit more than he bargained for, lifting a long sharp heavy sword can be one's downfall. But what if he has no trouble with it? Imagine the looks on an opponent's face, having to dodge such a long Sword. It would be as if a Human was using another Human as a Weapon. But did he really bite more than he can handle? What are your thoughts upon this? He is Level 4(Fox) in Swordsmanship! That's a rather large skillset to live up too. Considering that some other people in training would be very pleased if they reached their sixties having that level(4) accomplished. Apart from his visible success in Swordsmanship, he is a Level 3(Natural Misfortune) EarthRipper, as a 27 year old that's a lot of progress. Yes, as a 27 year old! His size clearly worked to his advantage in both aspects.

These men both belonged in the Blue Team. But apart from that, they both shared a rather similar goal, the urge, the shared feeling of Blood boiling Revenge! They even shared a similar pain, having people so near to their heart being killed in front of their eyes by these Kasteremas when they did "The Filtering". Evil with a mask(or helmet), is what those Patrol Guards and Whippers are. Nothing less.

Understanding what Tybalt was here for the moment he arrived, the man replied. "Yes. Let's have Dinner, afterwards we can disgust the... you know." Answered the other man with a strong whisper, playing it totally calm. But apparently the Whisper wasn't quite enough. For Tybalt at least, no one else even noticed what they were talking about. No no, they were munching on some bread.

Boiling with Paranoia, Tybalt yelled out his sentences a little bit in aims to avoid suspicion. "You mean sleep? Yes we will all sleep according to schedule." Although it came out with a different understanding, it was due to Tybalt being paranoid. But his teammate showed understanding, he knew the reason behind it. He knew the pain and sorrow Tybalt carried in his heart.

Tybalt had his mother and daughter slaughtered in front of his eyes, his wife taken away and r.a.p.ed by tens of men, now at least his Wife is working for Arthur, but the Trauma won't fade for either him or her. Now she is a free woman with a good life in front of her with her Heart boiling for Tybalt, while he could possibly die in the Arena but hopes to become a Champion and see his wife Freely and beg for her forgiveness. He feels like he failed as her Husband when he failed to protect her. But trust me, the sensation of relief he felt when he knew that his wife is safe and isn't being touched by any man anymore, was too large. And the sensation of pain his wife felt when she found out that her Husband is forced to either fight or die, was comparably large to his sense of relief. Apart from anything, he and her share a similar new thought. They both admire Arthur Hare.

Tybalt knew that he failed to protect his family, all favors worked against him at that miserable traumatic day. Even though he managed to break a few bones of the opposing Guards after they killed his daughter, his strength wasn't enough to face tens of Guards, no no it wasn't enough at all.

He watched his wife being forcefully stripped out of her clothes as she was being dragged by l.u.s.t corrupted Castle  Guards, yes Castle Guards. while on the right he saw his 60 year old mother being slaughtered by Patrol Guards. As he was witnessing such horror, Guards were cutting his fingers off to calm him down, to keep him contained as they were forcing him to stay face first on the mud, laying his body flat. Now, he has two hands and 7 fingers. 2 missing on the right and 1 missing on the left. Luckily he is left handed.

"Yes, sleeping of course. I've heard of a technique that helps anyone sleep like a small baby. Can't wait to try it." Expressed his teammate, backing up his words even though Tibalt half failed to play it cool in front of the people(teammates) nearby who were simply minding their own business.

This teammate, although only losing one person so close to his heart here in Hawk Kingdom, his pain is comparable to Tybalt's or possibly greater. And he feels like he is holding mountains on his shoulders because he failed to protect her, but what odd was on his favour? His name, Aldrich Archer (He doesn't doo archery.). His height not comparable to Tybalt, he only stood 5.6 feet tall. He is only 20 years old. His little sister was slaughtered in front of him because she was too young to sell.

His girlfriend, dragged away by Guards but thankfully not rapped, since she is 18 years old and "untouched". She too is working to become a Security Guard now. He felt relieved that she is doing alright, to the point where he burst into Tears when he acknowledged that she remained safe and still is safe, but she was heartbroken of his fate.

Now they live in the same Kingdom but can't meet each other due to many restrictions backed up by law. His parents however, victimized by the Ship Fire caused by Hay Kingdom Guards, or they could of been Zamerian Soldiers. No one really knows for sure. The survivors claim that the people from Hay Kingdom threw flammable weird water on the ship. But the point is, these two Ground Tappers shared similar pain, their only current comfort is him looking at Tybalt as a father like figure, and Tybalt looking at Aldrich as a son, even though their age gap isn't too wide. Aldrich' skillset, Level 2(Brutal Fist) in Swordsmanship and Level 1(LooseFoot) in Earthquaking.

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Since there are less Arena Warriors after 6pm when most usually finish training, some Ground Tappers might taste minor luxury, for example being able to eat in the Dinning building located in the training yard instead of sitting in a warm cloth inside the Arena to eat. It is a minor luxury of which Tybalt is able to tag Aldrich along, Tybalt's reputation literally arose with his height because of his height.

After they finished Dinner, according to schedule they should be led towards the sleeping Areas. Some of the free sleeping areas were inside the Arena and some were in the training yard(which can hold more people). Technically, training was done a few hours ago. Everyone had time to grab a drink, chit chat, but of course Swords wouldn't be available to them since Swords and drunk men don't go well together. After 6pm, Swords are dropped in the Armory while the Arena Warriors who have homes, take their Swords along with them.

Aldrich was training even in his free time, even though Swords weren't available, he was inside building up his muscles, his physique. Like he has been doing ever since he entered the Arena. He can't die without seeing the only bit of family he has, his Girlfriend. With 24 hours in a day, he trained for 15. He pushed his body into limits that before he didn't find possible. So i suppose self improvement can be solely based on willpower if you think about it.

But in the building where they sleep in, Bathroom breaks were of course allowed, to prevent "accidents" on the beds Ain't nobody want to clean human waste. The good part is, there were no Guards in the building. At least they had that bit of privacy, which they can heavily use to their advantage. And although two men alone in a bathroom might be viewed upon differently, they Clearly didn't have such intention(thank god).

But Bathrooms in medieval times? Where does the poop go? Well. They simply dug a deep hole underneath the Bathroom, that's where the dunk goes.

"Alright, so what's our plan."