JAY CADMIUM'S POV:
"Jay! Jay!"
"Stop! Please!"
"Why are you doing this?!"
I jolted up, finding myself in a room that I was all too familiar with. The pale walls, the snow-white light shining from above, the dark floor covered in dry blood reeking of death... this was the preparation room. The small quarters were momentarily given to contestants who were about to enter the arena.
I felt the warm splash of blood as I looked up suddenly, my eyes gazing right into a reflection of myself. Mirrors weren't supposed to be present in the room, considering it was a possible way of escaping the cruelty of the upcoming fight by swiftly taking your own life. Another individual stood before me through the mirror: a version of myself covered in blood, the crystal white hair fluttering in the wind as it revealed the dark purple eyes glowing with power.
