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Each blow, each movement was magnified on large holo-monitors, ensuring that every spectator had a front-row seat.

The creatures were like nothing I’d ever seen.

One was feline, with sleek black fur and eyes that glowed a fiery orange.

The other was more reptilian, its green scales glistening under the artificial lights.

They circled each other warily, muscles rippling, waiting for the perfect moment to strike.

The crowd was in a frenzy.

Spectators cheered, shouted, and waved banners in support of their favorite contender.

The excitement for bloodlust was palpable.

The whole scene was an overload on my senses.

The intense light, the overpowering smell of the beasts and the crowd, the deafening roars, and the feel of the cold metal railing under my grip as I watched, horrified.

As the feline creature landed a vicious blow, sending the reptilian beast crashing to the ground, the crowd erupted in cheers.

The victor roared in triumph, standing tall over its fallen opponent.

Suddenly, I felt a tap on my shoulder.

I turned to find my guard signaling that it was time to leave.

As I followed him out, the sights and sounds of the fighting pits still ringing in my ears, I couldn’t shake off the weight of what I’d witnessed.

The desperation, the violence, the sheer brutality of it all.

* * *

The weight of the prison felt more oppressive than ever, and I trudged through the expansive corridors, trying to get my bearings.

The prison was a labyrinth, each pathway a swirling vortex of colors, noises, and emotions that threatened to pull me in.

But then, something shifted the oppressive energy.

As I rounded a corner, I stumbled upon a massive holo-monitor.

It took up almost the entire wall, casting an eerie glow over the corridor and everyone in it.

Alien text ran across the screen, paired with visuals of various interstellar events, news bites, and commercials for products I couldn’t even begin to fathom.

However, one news clip grabbed everyone’s attention.

It showcased an opulent setting — a massive hall filled with members of some unknown species, all of them dressed in rich, flowing garments, jewels that sparkled like galaxies, and body markings that shimmered and shifted with their emotions.

The leading figure, standing atop a podium, was a distinguished-looking alien with ethereal wings that fluttered gently behind him.

His skin was the color of molten silver, with multifaceted eyes that sparkled in deep shades of violet.

He spoke with a passion, voice resonating with authority, charisma, and hope.

Even without understanding the language, it was evident he was a politician, a leader, someone who was adored and respected.

But then, the broadcast took a dark turn.

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