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Slaves… you have just arrived at Ludus Magnus, the

Finest gladiatorial training school in all of Rome

And when you die, and die you shall, I will teach you

To die gracefully, with honor and to the roar of the

Crowd. Now each and every one of you must recite the

«Sacramentum Gladiatorum» and receive the mark of

The brotherhood

I swear, to be burned by fire, bound in chains, to be

Beaten, and to be killed by the sword in the pursuit of

Honor in the arena

They are Gladiators, they live deep in the bowels of the

Roman Colosseum

Their barracks are just outside the rusted gates of

Their future afterlife

A world where men are trained to kill, blood their

Ambrosia, the arena their mountaintop

Sacred Ground, watered with the tears of blood, their

Blood, their tears

Ludus Magnus — Forged into gods — Instill the will to kill

Gladiatorial Combat — The Sport of Rome — Blood spills

With skills that thrill

Their gods have betrayed them!

Now they’re forced to slay men!

Ludus Magnus — Forged into gods — Instill the will to

Kill

Gladiatorial Combat! They will die…

Battles to the death demonstrate the violent soul of the

Roman Empire

Thousands upon thousands flock to the arenas to

Watch these professional fighting machines

Warriors trained for the amusement of the ancient

World’s greatest power

Their new masters, notorious for their cruelty, betting

To see who will die first

They enter the arena through catacombs which leads

Them to the Gate of Life

In defeat, two fingers mark the symbol of surrender to

The editor of the games

Thumbs down! They must kneel, offering themselves

To cold blooded murder

The victor plunges his gladius through the neck and

Down into their heart

Their corpses dragged by hooks in their heels, through

The Gate of Death

Body parts fed to wild beasts to get them used to the

Taste of human flesh

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