-Op Mc? Yes! -Daughter? Yes! -Multiple worlds? Yes! -Vast Lore? Yes! -Fastpace? Yes! ... "You either Die a Villain or Live long enough to see yourself as a Hero." ~Probably Spark --------------------------------------- Spark, the lofty young master of the Dwight family, had always been a mystery. His true abilities were never known until the day he stepped onto the frontlines. In one awe-inspiring exhibition of power, Spark shocked the world and sent the coalition army of the five emperors into a chaotic retreat. Now, with the eyes of the world on him, each faction lusted to uncover the secrets behind his unparalleled strength. Still, in spite of the rampant curiosity and greed, nobody had the guts to confront him directly. And with every rumor spread of his feats, a question burned in every mind: was Spark this powerful all this time, or was he casting an illusion of strength before everybody's eyes?
The Coliseum was not far, and they made their way through the winding streets, the sounds of the city growing louder as they approached.
The structure loomed ahead, its ancient stone walls towering over the surrounding buildings. Banners flapped in the wind, displaying the colors and symbols of the Jul Empire and its states.
The Coliseum served as a place to settle disputes between parties who were not on good terms. Each side would send their best fighter, and the two would duel to the death. The victor would settle the dispute in the winner's favor. This practice was completely legal, though it was a rare occurrence, and it was used only if the state government couldn't settle the dispute through other means.
More commonly, the Coliseum was a place of entertainment, hosting brutal fights between convicted criminals.
Spark's carriage stopped in the parking area. He could hear the crowd's roar from inside, the cheers and shouts.