Thomas Vance, 25, had it all: an inheritance from the world's wealthiest family, striking good looks, and unlimited access to luxury. However, his perfect life didn't end due to a grand conspiracy or a tragic illness, but because of a sports car he didn't buy for his ex-girlfriend on her birthday. A bullet ended his opulent world.

He awoke not in the afterlife, but in a sandy hell called Capua, in the unfamiliar world of the TV series Spartacus. From a lavish penthouse to a filthy slave cell, from designer suits to tattered rags, Thomas was thrown to the very bottom of the human food chain. He was weak, terrified, and destined to die under the harsh gladiator training.

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