The Simp Chronicles by Eros Lolo X

Author:Eros, Lolo X
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2022-03-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 5

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he dank under-croft of the arena smells of piss and echoes with the sounds of both beasts and captured men. The Amazons are holding many more guys on this island than I first thought, and that frightens me. How many folks had just up and gone missing? Are all these guys being kept just for the Amazons’ entertainment?

It appears that way. As Caxe and Myrina march me by, I peer into the bars of the dark cells. I can see the crumpled forms of a handful of other men. Some press themselves to the grate staring at me with bloodshot eyes filled with desperation and perhaps, pity for me. I could tell by the looks on their haggard faces they know what awaits me. Other men in the cell simply sit in a heap looking defeated, while others cry and wail – “My penis!!”

It almost reminds me of that one guy on SpongeBob that’s always screaming about his leg. It would be a funny thought if I didn’t know the dire situation we were all in. I keep my comments to myself as I’m shuffled towards a holding gate and have some kind of armor is pushed into my hands.

It’s heavy and bronze—it looks like something a gladiator would wear; but it stinks to high heaven! The sour moldy smell hits my nose and makes my face twist up in disgust. I can see the armor is shoddy and covered in rust thanks to the dampness of the underground, or perhaps it’s just from the sweat off the last guy’s back. I try not to think closely about that as I begin slipping on the chest piece. Another rancid smell hits me as I tug it on, and my eyes water.

“What the hell!? Did someone just die in this?” I gasp and hold my nose, silently considering if I truly need the protection or not.

“You should be so grateful that they even gave you that much...and yeah—they pulled that off a guy who bought it last week...” A familiar humdrum voice said. I peer up and see an unfriendly yet friendly face. It’s Richard—standing sourly by the arena gates. “When I had my contest—they stripped me bare naked! It was so humiliating...”

“If he bought it last week, then why does it smell so bad...?” I grumble, slipping on the rest of it.

“No—dumbass... ‘bought it,’ as in ‘bought the farm’... he dead,” Richard said flatly, as he watches me sling on a dead man’s armor.

“Are you telling me—”I begin to say as I stare at what I presume to be a piece of scalp still stuck to the inside of my helmet.

“Yup—they peeled that sucker off a corpse...” Richard said with some odd dark glee in his voice.

“AW, man!! EW!” I shout and toss the helmet away. A little miffed about my rotting protection, I turn my attention over to Richard instead. “Rick-no-di—I mean…Richard! What are you even doing here?”

Richard stood off to the side of two towering doors—his hand on a lever.

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