Never News: 🥇LET THE NEVER POST OLYMPIAD GAMES BEGIN 🥇

[You wake to find yourself lying in the middle of a weed-infested field. Standing up, you realize that you are on the lawn of an old, forgotten colosseum, its gravel track unkempt, the decaying marble stands of its amphitheater empty. In the center of the field, the only evidence of this place's former purpose is the metal basin of a torch, its wick unlit. Meekly, you cry out "hello?" but hear nothing, your voice reverberating weakly before dissolving into the night. You're alone. Still, you can't shake the feeling that this entire place is holding its breath. Something is about to happen here.

That's when you hear the rushed echo of footsteps. Someone is running through the dark tunnel that opens out onto the lawn. Through the shadows you see a figure emerge, holding what looks like...a bow and arrow?

The figure is practically sprinting as they burst from the tunnel, clad in black and completely unrecognizable to you. If this stranger sees you, they don't show it. You briefly wonder if you should try to run, but just then the figure stops short, and drops one knee onto the ground. Through the darkness, a spark – you watch as the figure holds the flame against the arrowhead, setting it alight. In a quick, graceful motion, they pull back the bowstring, release, and send the flaming arrow flying...up, directly into the air.

You watch the arrow's arc as it crests and turns back towards the ground. It looks like it's heading straight for you. With panic rising in your throat you dive out of the way. But as you rise from the ground shaken and out of breath, you see that the arrow has indeed hit its target. There on the lawn, an enormous flame dances and cracks in its metal basin.

The torch is lit. But...what games are these?]

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