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Chapter 5: The Plan Behind the Chains

====================================== =Watch the full entire video here= ====================================== 16:9 (horizontal) -    • From Warrior to Legend ⚔️🔥 | A Gladiator-I...   9:16 (vertical) -    • From Warrior to Legend ⚔️🔥 | A Gladiator-I...   ====================================== =Your feedback is very important= ====================================== ✅ Please, rate this video. What punctuation would you give it between 0 to 10? ☑️Tell us in what topic/theme you would like to be based the next video, and what character you would like to be the protagonist of it. ⚔️Please, if you enjoyed the video give it a "like", comment here, and subscribe to the channel, all those things are very important for us, and we will thank you a lot for your participation and support. ====================================== =Description of the video= ====================================== Winning made me valuable, and being valuable made me dangerous to those who sat on thrones. Guards followed me. Doors locked faster. Conversations stopped when I entered. The woman who brought water became a messenger of whispers. She found me in a torchlit corridor and spoke quickly, eyes scanning for ears that did not belong. There were people who wanted change, she said. People who remembered honor. People who needed a symbol the crowd could not ignore. In the holding cells, I looked at the fighters who had become my brothers. I told them the truth: “No one is coming to rescue us. If we want a different life, we build it with our choices.” My old friend clasped my forearm, the grip of soldiers who trust each other with death. “Then tell me what to do,” he said. But the rich man who owned us, the one with the gold ring and cold smile, sensed movement. He stormed through halls, ordering guards like a storm ordering trees to fall. The walls felt closer every day. That night I gripped the bars of my cell and stared into the dark. I thought about what I wanted most. Revenge is a powerful fuel, but it burns fast if it has no direction. I needed purpose larger than my anger, or anger would destroy me before any enemy could. I made a promise in silence: I would not waste the pain. I would turn it into a message. If I had to fight, then I would fight for more than myself.