((I will be joining shortly, most likely after this day is over.))
He grunted. "Where do I sleep?"
"in the back room, and good luck in the upcoming contest"
He walked to the back room, blood dripping from his hands.
It was a decently good room, it had all the necessities, and it seemed to have a couple luxuries
He stripped off his armor and collapsed on the bed, exhausted.
((the next morning?))
He yawned and stretched, muttering as he woke up.
Aleem woke up and looked over at the book again
A poster and a piece of paper was slid under nakon's door
A poster and a piece of paper was slid under nakon's door
He picked up the poster, rubbing his forehead.
It was about a contest coming up in a week"numbers 2 through 9 get a chance at freedom" and there was a paper attached to its back
He sighed. "2-9, huh? Wonder what happens to number one."
He looked at the papaer on the back.
"you are the 15th most popular, keep up the work"
He chuckled when he read it. "Guess i'll have to work on my showmanship."
At the bottom of the page it says:"as such you will now earn 400 braill a match"
He raised an eyebrow. "That's rather unexpected. Oh well, money is money, after all."
There was a ton of cheering from the arena
He raised an eyebrow and walked to the window. (If there is one)
You see a little kid(probably 7-8 years old) and a grown up who is bent out of shape, his arms have 6 bends each, his legs are touching his head, his head is upside down
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