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  A powerful blow smashed my jaws and made me look as if I had drooled blood. His lousy kick made me lose balance, and I collapsed. And, finally I thought that I'll finally be free from this misery. Thanks to this annoying bastard.

  He wasn't a good fighter; still, I wondered, would the difference in ambition play a role in a fight? Perhaps the difference in the weight of responsibilities between us was the reason behind the following outcome.

  And, then the final blow to my head crushed my cranium, and I died.

  Or, at least I thought so.

  My name is David, and this story is about me, my life, and my emptiness. I had thrown away my life in order to clear my debt, and even if it weren't for the debt, I still didn't value my life much. Since the day I was born, I had never truly felt an inch of meaning in my existence.

  And this day too, I agreed to fight a munera (Roman contest) in order to clear my debts. And that was how I saw it, without knowing what it meant.

  During night time (around 01:30 AM), near the banks of a river, I saw a woman in her mid-30s with an emotionless face standing at the corner of the river.

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  Suddenly, I heard a deep voice of a man shouting violently at the lady during midnight. I thought to myself that I wasn't interested in seeing their personal fight even a single percent.

  But when I gazed at the woman, she was wearing a white dress, so white and pure as if filled with ignorance and emptiness, perhaps similar to me in that sense.

  The previous man kicked her hard in her abdomen. It made the woman cough blood out of her mouth. The man seemed to enjoy such a sight, but the woman did not react at all.

  Just when I couldn't bear to watch this sh*t anymore, I saw the thing which caused the chain of events. The man wasn't a human. Of course, he was not humane, but that wasn't all of it; he wasn't even a human to begin with!

  I believe I saw him turn into a human-like red crocodile. His gruesome and fierce transformation shocked the soul out of me.

  He slowly ripped apart the limbs of the woman one by one while he laughed violently. But she, alone with her torso, was still devoid of emotions. She was unfazed, as if she had accepted her destiny.

  The red croc. devoured the woman, without leaving apart a single trace of her existence. I couldn't stop my trembling and my urge to vomit. My brain couldn't comprehend what I just had witnessed.

  And, before I could react to any of it, the red croc. turned towards me and said some strange words. Subsequently, in a blink of an eye, the red croc., covered with scarlet blood, had torn apart my head.

  And I had died.