It is a bit strange for a small boy to end up as a slave, but it’s even more different to see a small boy spend most of his time in the barracks filled with strong and blood thirsty gladiators. The small child we know as Anthony cries hysterically, not only wishing he had his family back, but wishing those thieves would have killed him also. Here he presses his back up against the stone cold wall, balling his eyes out after dealing with some punishments from a guard, and that punishment involves him getting whipped over and over again. As he cries out loud he notices a large shadow on the ground, making him look up to see who it was. Would it possibly be a guard stopping by to abuse the boy more? Or is this somebody here to comfort the boy?

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Artwork by NumenSkog on Deviantart

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