What the hell am I even doing here?
I looked down at the arena ring, my mind blank. Just a while ago, I was in the library, minding my own business. Then Roan dragged me into the stadium. I thought I was just going to watch a fight from the shadows.
It was supposed to be a relaxing afternoon. Instead, it had turned into this. Everyone in the stadium was waiting to fight me.
It is truly amazing, I thought, rubbing my temples as the absurdity of my life hit me. How does every path I take end up in chaos? Is it a family thing? Does Sylvia have this problem too, or am I just cursed?
"I, Arthur Vale, challenge you, Leo von Celestial, for the title of Primus! Come down and defeat me! I put some of my credits on the line!"
Arthur's voice carried across the stadium, loud and clear. He stood in the center of the floor, his sword pointed straight up at me in the front row.
