We win the war and Caesar has asked me to be Emperor when he dies. I don’t know if I want to accept this great honor. I was in the middle of a debate with myself when a guard came in ask that I report to Caesars quarters. When I arrived I saw the great Caesar, one of the most inspirational people in my life dead.

When I left the quarters Commidus (Caesars son) was waiting on me and he asked me if I am with him or against him. I didn’t answer I him I just walked off. A couple of minute’s later guards show up at my door to arrest me and have me executed. I escape execution by beating up the guards and stealing a horse.

I road my horse all the way back to my plantation, where I find my wife and son both burned and crucified. I immediately broke down and wept. Later buried them. I lay beside their gravesites without leaving for a couple of days now. I am beginning to feel weak and weary. I believe it may be from the infection caused by a c

As the other gladiators that I had gained the respect of, some so much that they eat a bite of my food for me to test for poison, gathered to revolt I told them that this was the time to stay and fight to the death or go back to their cells. They all decided to fight so they caused a distraction while I slipped out the back.

Today I had my first fight as a gladiator; Juba and me were tied together and put in the ring with a bunch of professional fights. We functioned well as a team and as a result we lived. Many of the other gladiators didn’t functional well together and they weren’t as lucky.

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