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The last fight
"Son! Son!"
Lykaon quickly began to run through the village in search of his son. The village was swallowed up in a huge fire. As if all of the history they have lived in were denied. Lycaon was a great soldier of the Sea Lion race. He fought his last bloody battle against the human empire to protect his race. However, their troops could not compete with the huge human empire at all. They fought hard by creating the last line of defense, but humans who had to somehow expand their territory penetrated the gap fiercely. Eventually, the day of the collapse of the Sea Lion race has come. Lykaon was heartbroken that he had to watch the world he loved disappear at the moment. Only the smell of fishy blood was full around. And Lycaon's head was so dizzy because of the smell of oil that sea lions hate. However, he had to find his son.
"Father!"
Lykaon's son found him and was just before running to him.
"Don't move! If you try to attack us, I'll kill your son!"
Soldiers of the human empire began to pull out swords and attach them to the tip of Lycaon's son's chin.
"I will surrender. Please don't touch a little child."
Lykaon shouted at the top of his voice, abandoned his weapon, and knelt on the ground. At the same time, unlike his deceased colleagues, he felt ashamed of surrendering miserably to humans.
"I'm sorry I couldn't die honorably..."
Lycaon quietly shed tears of regret and sadness so that the soldiers could not see them. This was probably the first and last tears Lycaon shed in his life. Suddenly, Lycaon finds him lying on a cheap wooden bed.
"Oh... It was a dream again..."
Lycaon lifts his body from the bed. Lycaon, a 25-year-old young man, was the only survivor to survive after his empire was defeated and exterminated by the human empire. He became a slave under the human empire. Lycaon, the only sea lion gladiator, looked at his body in the mirror. In numerous fights, his sharp eyes, which cooled the opponent's heart, stand out first. His snout protruding as long as the pride of never losing the battle and his nose, which was placed like a cherry on top of it, were in mysterious harmony. His skin was dark navy blue and had a five-pronged white beard next to his mouth with sharp teeth.
"Why don't you shave your beard?" Does it have power?”
My gladiator colleagues often asked about my beard. Lykaon explained that he did not cut his beard because he thought it looked manly to grow it. However, he copied the beard of the man he admired the most. He was a mentor who made himself who he is today. Whenever Lykaon fought, he always did his best thinking about the man. His body was full of muscles, so he was able to exert tremendous strength. Huge blood vessels popped out of his forearm and chest. His arms and legs were firmly muscular, and his six-pack and latissimus dorsi were often larger than other gladiators. Unlike nightmares, he checks the calendar next to him after confirming that he is in good condition.
"It's finally today..."
Lycaon fought against large beasts, monsters, and heterogeneous peoples such as trolls caught by humans in speculative fields. Through the battle, he was able to live with his son. Son was the only thing left in the world with himself, so for Lykaon, a son was the most precious thing in the world. Lycaon is lost in thought for a moment as he watches the sketch with his son.
"Yes, we're going to win 100 games today!"
Today was Lycaon's 100th win challenge. If he won one more time, he could be free. Since he had never knelt to other gladiators, he felt that today's opponent would be really tough. He takes a deep breath and calms down his mind.
"Are you awake, dad?"
"Oh, okay. Did you sleep well, son?"
Just in time, his son woke up, so he greets him happily.
"I prepared breakfast for my father."
The son was still too young, so a gladiator was being trained by Lykaon and his gladiator colleagues while working on the remnants of the martial arts. However, his son was as positive as himself in childhood and full of determination. Always bright, Lycaon and his colleagues loved Lycaon's son so much. For Lycaon, his son was always cute.
"Thank you for the food!"
Father Lykaon has a delicious breakfast with his son. After breakfast, Lycaon prepared to compete in battle.
"I'll go early today!"
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The last fight
"Son! Son!"
Lykaon quickly began to run through the village in search of his son. The village was swallowed up in a huge fire. As if all of the history they have lived in were denied. Lycaon was a great soldier of the Sea Lion race. He fought his last bloody battle against the human empire to protect his race. However, their troops could not compete with the huge human empire at all. They fought hard by creating the last line of defense, but humans who had to somehow expand their territory penetrated the gap fiercely. Eventually, the day of the collapse of the Sea Lion race has come. Lykaon was heartbroken that he had to watch the world he loved disappear at the moment. Only the smell of fishy blood was full around. And Lycaon's head was so dizzy because of the smell of oil that sea lions hate. However, he had to find his son.
"Father!"
Lykaon's son found him and was just before running to him.
"Don't move! If you try to attack us, I'll kill your son!"
Soldiers of the human empire began to pull out swords and attach them to the tip of Lycaon's son's chin.
"I will surrender. Please don't touch a little child."
Lykaon shouted at the top of his voice, abandoned his weapon, and knelt on the ground. At the same time, unlike his deceased colleagues, he felt ashamed of surrendering miserably to humans.
"I'm sorry I couldn't die honorably..."
Lycaon quietly shed tears of regret and sadness so that the soldiers could not see them. This was probably the first and last tears Lycaon shed in his life. Suddenly, Lycaon finds him lying on a cheap wooden bed.
"Oh... It was a dream again..."
Lycaon lifts his body from the bed. Lycaon, a 25-year-old young man, was the only survivor to survive after his empire was defeated and exterminated by the human empire. He became a slave under the human empire. Lycaon, the only sea lion gladiator, looked at his body in the mirror. In numerous fights, his sharp eyes, which cooled the opponent's heart, stand out first. His snout protruding as long as the pride of never losing the battle and his nose, which was placed like a cherry on top of it, were in mysterious harmony. His skin was dark navy blue and had a five-pronged white beard next to his mouth with sharp teeth.
"Why don't you shave your beard?" Does it have power?”
My gladiator colleagues often asked about my beard. Lykaon explained that he did not cut his beard because he thought it looked manly to grow it. However, he copied the beard of the man he admired the most. He was a mentor who made himself who he is today. Whenever Lykaon fought, he always did his best thinking about the man. His body was full of muscles, so he was able to exert tremendous strength. Huge blood vessels popped out of his forearm and chest. His arms and legs were firmly muscular, and his six-pack and latissimus dorsi were often larger than other gladiators. Unlike nightmares, he checks the calendar next to him after confirming that he is in good condition.
"It's finally today..."
Lycaon fought against large beasts, monsters, and heterogeneous peoples such as trolls caught by humans in speculative fields. Through the battle, he was able to live with his son. Son was the only thing left in the world with himself, so for Lykaon, a son was the most precious thing in the world. Lycaon is lost in thought for a moment as he watches the sketch with his son.
"Yes, we're going to win 100 games today!"
Today was Lycaon's 100th win challenge. If he won one more time, he could be free. Since he had never knelt to other gladiators, he felt that today's opponent would be really tough. He takes a deep breath and calms down his mind.
"Are you awake, dad?"
"Oh, okay. Did you sleep well, son?"
Just in time, his son woke up, so he greets him happily.
"I prepared breakfast for my father."
The son was still too young, so a gladiator was being trained by Lykaon and his gladiator colleagues while working on the remnants of the martial arts. However, his son was as positive as himself in childhood and full of determination. Always bright, Lycaon and his colleagues loved Lycaon's son so much. For Lycaon, his son was always cute.
"Thank you for the food!"
Father Lykaon has a delicious breakfast with his son. After breakfast, Lycaon prepared to compete in battle.
"I'll go early today!"
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Lycaon, who is the last survivor of the sea lion, is a slave to human empire.
Today is his 100th match
He have to win the match for freedom.
His opponent is a lion Knoxius, who also have 99W 0L
Can he win?
Characters and thumbnails strei365
Story wooy1212
바다사자 왕국의 마지막 생존자 리카온은 인간 왕국의 검투사 노예입니다
오늘은 그의 100번째 전투입니다
그는 자유를 위해 이 전쟁에서 이겨야만 합니다
그의 적은, 역시나 99승 무패의 전적인 사자 녹시우스입니다.
그는 이길 수 있을까요?
Lycaon, who is the last survivor of the sea lion, is a slave to human empire.
Today is his 100th match
He have to win the match for freedom.
His opponent is a lion Knoxius, who also have 99W 0L
Can he win?
Characters and thumbnails strei365
Story wooy1212
바다사자 왕국의 마지막 생존자 리카온은 인간 왕국의 검투사 노예입니다
오늘은 그의 100번째 전투입니다
그는 자유를 위해 이 전쟁에서 이겨야만 합니다
그의 적은, 역시나 99승 무패의 전적인 사자 녹시우스입니다.
그는 이길 수 있을까요?
Category Story / Fantasy
Species Lion
Gender Male
Size 89 x 120px
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