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When my consciousness was transferred into the chrome chassis of a Sword-1 unit, I was given no time to adjust to my metallic limbs. There was only the roar of a thousand spectators and the looming shadow of the commentator ship above. This is the story of my struggle to survive the brutal gauntlet of . Chapter 1: The First Spark

Then, the floor shook. A massive door at the far end of the arena ground open.

I didn't think; I reacted. I dashed to the right as the arrow whistled past my head, clanging against the arena wall. My metal feet clattered against the floor. I closed the distance, swung my sword in a wide horizontal arc, and sliced clean through the archer's torso. Sparks flew, oil sprayed like black blood, and the robot fell in two pieces. File: Clone.Drone.in.the.Danger.Zone.v1.3.1.37....

"Behold! The Hammer Bot!" the commentator shouted, the crowd's cheer reaching a deafening crescendo.

I gripped my sword tightly, ignoring the low-battery warnings flashing in my vision. I looked at the giant mechanical monster, and then up at the Emperor's viewing box. When my consciousness was transferred into the chrome

I had survived twenty waves. I was missing an arm, my chassis was scorched black, and my optical sensors were flickering. But I was still standing.

"It seems Human 402 is getting cocky," the Emperor's voice cut through the arena. "Let's see how he handles the final challenge of this sector. Unleash the Spidertron!" Chapter 1: The First Spark Then, the floor shook

"Ooh! A clean cut!" the commentator laughed. "Let's see how he handles a crowd!" Chapter 2: Upgrades and Gravity