---April 4th, 1321---

* It was another perfect day in the empire. People were walking around, selling items, talking to others. And not too far from the selling block was the famous battle arena, in which gladiator fights would constantly be shown to the public for viewing. *

* It almost looked exactly like Rome...except it wasn't Rome. It was an empire called the Proelium, who were basically the same. They had similar customs, similar clothing, they both spoke Latin. But there was one key difference; Proelium was ruled by a tyrant for its entire existence. And currently, he was watching the show in the arena. *

(( This is going to be new time English, and not Latin. I don't know how to speak Latin-- ;-; ))

Tyrant: Oh, what a show, what a show!

* The tyrant laughed as the two gladiators fought each other. The crowd cheered as the two fought, growing restless to find out who'd win. *

???: Excuse me, sir?

Tyrant: What is it now? Can't you see I'm busy?

???: Please, sir--

Tyrant: Oh, shut up. I'm not doing anything to help my reputation. I do what I want to do, do you understand me?

???: The citizens want to rebel...if you keep doing nothing, you may not be a leader in a couple of weeks.

Tyrant: I will be fine. I have an idea, and it is bound to work!

???: Are you sure, sir? There isn't anything I can do to change your mind?

Tyrant: There is nothing. The gods granted me a special power, and I will not waste it. The whole empire will understand NOT to mess with me.

Tyrant: Now run off before they kill you here.

* The mysterious person ran off. They walked through the many citizens and quickly exited the arena. *

Tyrant * to himself *: It is time...

* His eyes slowly turned into purple swirls, and the sky above started to turn dark black. The first to notice were the gladiators. They both looked up into the sky and quickly realized what was happening. They both ran off as fast as they could out of the arena, leaving the citizens confused. Not long after, the audience noticed the sudden changes, too. *

Tyrant * shouting out loud *: YOU DARE TRY TO DE-THRONE ME?

* Everyone screamed in shock and surprise. The tyrant's voice boomed from the sky, and from his body. He got up out of his seat and raised his arms up. *

Tyrant: I KNOW WHAT YOU ALL PLAN TO DO WITH ME. AND YOU WILL N E V E R TAKE MY THRONE AWAY. I WILL BE A TYRANT FOREVER!

* At this point, everyone in the entire empire could hear the tyrant yelling at them; it only created more chaos as everyone started to freak out. *

Tyrant: I have a few friends I would like you to meet...

* The sky was now pitch black, and a bright white light was coming from the tyrant on his seat. Everyone in the arena could see him, but they didn't know what kind of sorcery he was inflicting on them. *

* The tyrant suddenly pushed his hand forward into the audience. Black smoke started to surround the arena. When it cleared, ten huge gladiators were standing in the audience, not moving a muscle. *

Tyrant: THIS SHALL TEACH YOU TO NOT TEST ME!

Tyrant: GET THEM ALL, MINIONS.

* And then the bloodshed began. The ten gladiators each took out a huge iron sword and started slashing at anyone they could see. Everyone started screaming, and they all tried to get away as fast as they could. But more gladiators started spawning, and then more, and more. *

* Soon, the entire empire was littered with gladiator minions walking around, slashing anyone they could see. *

Tyrant: HAHAHAHAHAH. HAHAHAHAHA.

Tyrant: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAAH!!

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https://youtu.be/I0XbImdld7k

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* Dream looked around the corners of the lounge. *

Dream: There's nothing here...at least, nothing is coming towards us.

* You could still hear battle cry's and screams far away. *

Dream: Where is that coming from?