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For over a thousand years, the flame burned every four years, until the Roman Emperor Theodosius I silenced the Games in 393 CE. Yet, the spirit of the gymnasion and the dream of the "Sacred Truce" survived, waiting in the soil of Olympia to be reborn in the modern era.

You are Koroibos, a humble cook from the nearby city of Elis. You stand at the stone starting line ( balbis ) of the stadium. Your feet are bare against the cool earth; your body is slick with olive oil, glistening like bronze in the morning light. There are no silver or bronze medals here—only the pursuit of arete , or excellence. To win is to be favored by the gods; to lose is a shadow that follows a man forever. For over a thousand years, the flame burned

The dust of Elis rises in a golden haze as thousands of travelers, from the rugged mountains of Macedon to the sun-drenched shores of Rhodes, converge on the sacred grove of Altis. It is the midsummer of 776 BCE, and the are about to begin. You stand at the stone starting line (

: A "no-holds-barred" combat where only biting and eye-gouging are forbidden. It is the ultimate display of alké (strength). To win is to be favored by the