Post by Fear and Loathing In Las Vegas on Jul 26, 2015 10:40:25 GMT -6
A New Beginning
July 22, 2015
Florida Hospital
Orlando, Florida
Rarely ever is my family able to come with me on my day to day excursions. Between my modeling...yes I do model on the side and it's a very profitable income in addition to what I earn in the ring. It isn't something I bring out into the open as I realize the stigma that comes with being a model. The so-called 'airheaded' stereotype finds itself to be quite untrue within 5 minutes of meeting me. I'm intelligent, vastly so. I suppose I just grew into my looks in a sense. I was the average egghead in high school. Socially awkward but physically coordinated.
I'm rambling right now because I'm scared. Terrified even. My family had the opportunity to come with me to Orlando. They were going to see be compete for the PRIDE Ignition show in the CFE Arena tonight. Everything was perfect. After my win we would celebrate my eldest son Davi's birthday by taking the rest of the week in Disney World. All the plans in the world. Perfect plans. None of them had to do with the hospital...
Yet after a meal my youngest started breathing oddly and afterwhile completely lost consciousness. Doctor's tell me it's a severe allergic reaction but at only 7 months how does it happen? He I am with the ability to answer a number of questions and still the reasoning behind this alludes me. Not to mention the current struggle I had to watch my son recover and me not being about to do anything for him. They pumped the appropriate drugs into him and instead of us going to the CFE Arena as a family we are here worried about our youngest future.
I cover my arm around my wife's shoulders bringing her in and comforting her. She feels as helpless as I and it was one of the most frustrating parts. Kissing her near her temple I pull her close. "He's going to be fine JJ. He's going to be fine." I say quietly toward her. JJ Gresham, I saw the strength in her the very first day I met her and have been drawn to her ever since. Originally from Brazil, she moved to the US with very little with her and with her son from a previous relationship she did everything in her power to make sure Davi has a better life. I admired her tenacity to do what she needed to bring better to her future. She never sold her body or danced upon a pole with her unquestioning beauty she caught a few breaks and begun her journey into modeling. It proved to become very profitable for her as she worked her way up from the very bottom. She---
A little hand found its way on mine garnering my attention. Next thing I see is little brown eyes staring up at me. My adopted eldest, Davi Gresham turns 6 years old tomorrow and I can read it all over him. He was worried about his younger brother. When they first encountered each other when Maxwell was born the aura of responsibility shielded over him like it was meant for him. "Is Maxie ok papa?" He asks me with this smaller hand comforting me just as my arms comforted JJ.
"Yes son, Maxie will be ok." I affirm it to myself more than just keeping a positive outlook. I needed to hear it myself. It had been a long time since an update and many hospitals tell you things are going well when in truth anything can happen. I needed us to come out of this hospital together and whole before I would fully give in to their words.
Suddenly, my phone rings and being where I am I quickly hush the loud ringtone before looking at the screen to see who it is.
'Pride Pro Wrestling'
That's when it finally clicked to me that I was missing the start of the show. I would definitely be missing my match. Needless to say I wasn't coming but I had not exactly let them know of this fact yet. I was too busy with my son's health. Yes, my wrestling career is important. Yes, I do believe in the work and attendance necessary for work. Nothing is more important than family. I enjoy my wrestling career. I will even go further and say I love my wrestling career but the most important things in my life are beside me and in front of me and in room D6 recovering from an allergy we still need to get to the bottom of.
My phone beeps alerting me once again not of a call but of a voicemail. Holding my family near I take a moment a take to listening to the voicemail.
'MR. GRESHAM...
We have no idea where you are but there better be a worthwhile reason why you are not here getting ready for your matchup against Ling Ling and Drake Hunter. We fine heavily for no showing and it is also cause to dismissal of your contract. If I do not hear from you before the end of the show we will begin to take action. I would advise a call back as soon as possible.'
Click...
Are you serious? The only person on this roster to make it to every single show? Only one Ignition I was not booked and made it to every single one since the first day I signed my contract. That is how you treat loyalty? I stand bringing the PRIDE flag with me to EXODUS Pro and all I'm looking for at this time is a little understanding. I could've lost my son...my son. Meanwhile, my job is threatened. There is no other greater threat than one against your family. Today, PRIDE just threatened my livelihood because I care about my family most. This is unsatisfactory and I will not stand by it. I will not allow it. I will make the notion of my dismissal easy for them. I am more than just a wrestler, I'm a father, I'm a husband and I am concerned on all sides. What I am not concerned with...the tone of PRIDE Pro Wrestling. An extreme lack of the 'Professional' on their end.
In a quiet stewing of anger I press the buttons on my phone and quickly return the call made to me.
'Yes?...Indeed....Yes this is DeMarcus Gresham. Yes....my son is in the hospital. There was no reason to threaten my standing in your company. I've been diligent and hard working and that should be acknowledged even in the midst of my unknown whereabouts. No...no...no I do not appreciate the tone or threats given to me in voicemail form. No...I will not need to speak to anyone else. I quit. I will need my last check for my promotional obligations being adhered to before this show. As soon as possible'
CLICK...and just like that a new beginning starts. EXODUS Pro was planned to be a visitation. A moment to expand my skillset learn from some of the best. Work with an increase in ability and experience overall. Now...
Now....it will become my permanent new home. Anyone willing to not appreciate Gifted do not deserve him.
Done are we with the salutations and greetings. I have introduced myself in very convincing order at this point and I do believe that once Battle Without Honor and Humanity Two concludes I will have arrived in large order. Your outsider has now become your insider. Win or lose after this Honor's Cup you will have to get used to your Public Enemy. For I am going nowhere. I will be the next biggest thing on your radar and that is whether I come away doing the impossible or not. Jon Collins has approached me numerous times since my success against Vorace or Lionface or The Hound or whatever he chooses to call himself nowadays. I told you all he was a man hidden behind a mask when all he needed was the drive to show himself to all of us. It wasn't to humble him or otherwise disrespect him. It was to enlighten him. That's is what I do. I merely seek to help all of you understand, to see more than what is in front of you. So many are blinded by things. Vices, weakness, or hatred. There's nothing wrong with a goal but the way you go about said goal means something. So many of your are still so blinded to that fact. So blinded indeed.
There's so much more than the ring sometimes. Even as I address you now I think about my youngest son and the strength he shows in his 7 months of life. I want to thank Jon Collins for this opportunity but I want to thank him even further for being compassionate in by far the most scariest moment in my life. There was a point where he looked...he looked lifeless. Just not himself. This is something I need to do now not only for myself or my standing but to show the same strength as he has. The Honor Cup is the key to a chance at glory. I will not let it pass me by. I will not allow it to slip through my fingers. I must focus. I will focus. I will be Gifted. And that begins with Sally Talfourd and Michiko Yamada. Two worthy opponents I am sure. One a staple under the EXODUS Pro lights. The other, an outsider like I coming into the EXODUS waters to stay.
I could tell Sally that I'm one of those threats. That I...am one of the many things she needs to focus on fighting against but in truth I'm not a threat to EXODUS. I'm never to be a threat to the company that is now giving me a new beginning. I'm thankful to Jon Collins and his efforts to get me here. Last thing I would do is try to tear his creation limb from limb because of course how foolish is one willing to bite the hand that feeds them. No, I'm not that dense. Nowhere near it in fact. That is not the goal here. I see the history here and I respect it in a sense. I say in a sense because I only respect a rare few. Sally...you are not one of them. You are similar to the fairweather fan of a sports team. When everything is well and the championships are plentiful you are all smiles and support. Similar to how you are now. You are calling upon yourself to save something that in all truth doesn't need saving. You said yourself EXODUS always finds a way to make sure the foundation stays standing.
Of course you didn't use these exact words verbatim but you get the point.
I'm not here to seek and destroy. I am your public enemy because I am your outsider. I am a dangerous outsider but more than that fact I am an enlightener. I educate as well as decimate. EXODUS is a place that is seeing a new wave of air. A sense of change. That is not something to fear Ms. Talfourd. That is something that should be respected and embraced. It will bring you more volunteers to your magic. It will bring to you even more welcomers to your cheap parlour tricks. Magician, the mystique you bring is merely smoke and mirrors. Like any illusion all you do is take advantage of an unenlightened mind. You want your volunteers to walk away from the show wondering to themselves just how did she do that in wonder and amazement.
I am not that kind of volunteer Talfourd. I am enlightened, my senses are at their peak and it will take more than a 'now you see her now you don't' kind of display to defeat me. You may assume I'm a pawn. A kid indoctrinated by the words of our ownership and willing to do his bidding. If you are presented with that conclusion I feel bad for your future. If any of the remaining participants feel as such they do not know Gifted. I'll be more than happy to introduce you all accordingly. I will be more than happy to assert myself and make my presence felt one step further at the expense of the magic and the might.
Michiko Yamada. We could speak of outside camaraderie. How we could scheme together to assure that the aura of EXODUS is forever changed by making sure one of us continue in our plight toward the cup. We could speak upon draining a Magician to nothing but a deck of cards and we fight it out to see who is the better of this upcoming night.
But alas, I don't find you worthy of such conversation.
You are lucky you are even here.
Yes, I said it. Do something to alter my mindset. I dare you.
This match is why you have made this trip across the world. This match Yamada I plan to make it worth all the frequent flyer miles you may have put yourself through as of late. You've come into this tournament with actual care. Unlike your quests of the past you come to EXODUS looking forward to the challenge and the unfamiliarity. I've had to go a great deal to do my homework on you. Make contacts I didn't know I had just to brush up on who you are. More than just your lucky match against Savannah a student works diligently to be successful. Unlike you I will make those dull proclamations. I am here to make change. I am here to be the best. I am here to run the roughshod over my opponents because unlike those you may of heard that from in the past.
I actually do it. In a very Gifted fashion.
I've done what I've needed to do in my time in my previous place of employment and in return they treated me as if some second rate flunky undeserving of their respect. Sometimes the grass is indeed greener on the other side and that's why you've come is it not? To find that yearning again? To feel that challenge? To know what it's like to actually want your presence inside the ring?
The fact that you've had to look for it lets me know you are not ready. Apathy is death and the fact is no matter who you've stepped up against it's hooks never should of laid themselves upon you. Whether they are deserving or not you take joy in a challenge but at the same time you should take joy in the destruction of the unworthy. You should take pride knowing you have dominated another's mind, body, and soul all in the mass of mere minutes. You took mercy on those poor souls to the point where you lost the drive and will yourself. That is not of a Gifted mind. It's lazy. It's substandard. It's where you will find yourself lacking.
You have two strong minds and bodies to face this time around. What happens when that apathy rears it's ugly head once again? What happens when the care begins to slide from your being as you are slammed to the mat time and time again. That's the thing about those 'feelings' in the ring they are an evil harsh woman planning for revenge striking at the worse time and what time is worse as any when you have nothing else in the body left to give.
A harsh reality...an enlightened reality.
You are not alone Yamada because as I sit here and address you I know my own personal battles await internally far before the light illuminate and the theme songs play. Then I remember I am here with a force stronger than myself. I am more than just the gifts I have been given. I have already evolved in this short time as the unknown man on the wall to the force in your face and that is because I hold no apathy for the sport I love. I see past the tricks and illusions. I am a man driven. A man in need of something more and something better. The Honor Cup is that something better and I stop at nothing to attain it. Chris Strike is enjoying his time as any man should in his position but as he holds it he must know better men are waiting in hunger. The thirst unquenchable. That is the man to worry about. That is the type of opponent to give a respectful pause to. EXODUS will give pause to that man.
Aries Reed will give pause to that man. Tsutuomu Niskhioka will give pause to that man. The 'God' himself Christum Furor will give pause to that man. We have the Blackest Sun...
Which in a matter of complexion speaking, I might just have him beat. Why stand there as the beacon of such negativity? Why be darkness when you can simply be, Enlightened? Light leads Aries Reed. Darkest resumes a lost way without direction. Which is why the name fits you most. Lost, without direction, and in fear. If you surpass the likes of Niskioka and Furor I will gladly help you find your way.
Then of course there's Tsutuomu, who if by a sense of divine intervention comes to see me in the finals will find enlightenment.
Then there's God himself. The self proclaimed best wrestler in EXODUS.
There's a saying about any man who addresses himself as a God among men. A man with a rumored death only to come back in the spotlight in the form he has. Of the many emperors and kings and God's on Earth...even Jesus died. A God among men. You are one of strength and power but you are not a God. Gods, remain...they never leave those that praise them. They always keep a watchful eye. You were rumored dead to only come back and act as a EXODUS' prophet. You are a man of timing, nothing more nothing less. The Honor Cup seemed like the best time as any and because of this you expect to run through the field no one able to stand to your power or ability. You may have very well been a level of truth in your claim if Gifed wasn't one in the field. There are too many claiming to be the Creator on high when they are nothing more than above average and even then that above average...isn't Gifted.
I pray to you 'oh almighty God of EXODUS' that you are the one I see in my path to Honor because right now I can assure you whether this leaves me emblazoned in glory or downed in defeat you will see me again.
...that is of course the God 'dies' once again. A weak man needing a break from the diligence that is being one of the best. Don't worry dear monster. If you cannot handle the responsibility allow the enlightenment to befall upon all of you.
You won't have much of a choice either way. They never do.
[END]
July 22, 2015
Florida Hospital
Orlando, Florida
Rarely ever is my family able to come with me on my day to day excursions. Between my modeling...yes I do model on the side and it's a very profitable income in addition to what I earn in the ring. It isn't something I bring out into the open as I realize the stigma that comes with being a model. The so-called 'airheaded' stereotype finds itself to be quite untrue within 5 minutes of meeting me. I'm intelligent, vastly so. I suppose I just grew into my looks in a sense. I was the average egghead in high school. Socially awkward but physically coordinated.
I'm rambling right now because I'm scared. Terrified even. My family had the opportunity to come with me to Orlando. They were going to see be compete for the PRIDE Ignition show in the CFE Arena tonight. Everything was perfect. After my win we would celebrate my eldest son Davi's birthday by taking the rest of the week in Disney World. All the plans in the world. Perfect plans. None of them had to do with the hospital...
Yet after a meal my youngest started breathing oddly and afterwhile completely lost consciousness. Doctor's tell me it's a severe allergic reaction but at only 7 months how does it happen? He I am with the ability to answer a number of questions and still the reasoning behind this alludes me. Not to mention the current struggle I had to watch my son recover and me not being about to do anything for him. They pumped the appropriate drugs into him and instead of us going to the CFE Arena as a family we are here worried about our youngest future.
I cover my arm around my wife's shoulders bringing her in and comforting her. She feels as helpless as I and it was one of the most frustrating parts. Kissing her near her temple I pull her close. "He's going to be fine JJ. He's going to be fine." I say quietly toward her. JJ Gresham, I saw the strength in her the very first day I met her and have been drawn to her ever since. Originally from Brazil, she moved to the US with very little with her and with her son from a previous relationship she did everything in her power to make sure Davi has a better life. I admired her tenacity to do what she needed to bring better to her future. She never sold her body or danced upon a pole with her unquestioning beauty she caught a few breaks and begun her journey into modeling. It proved to become very profitable for her as she worked her way up from the very bottom. She---
A little hand found its way on mine garnering my attention. Next thing I see is little brown eyes staring up at me. My adopted eldest, Davi Gresham turns 6 years old tomorrow and I can read it all over him. He was worried about his younger brother. When they first encountered each other when Maxwell was born the aura of responsibility shielded over him like it was meant for him. "Is Maxie ok papa?" He asks me with this smaller hand comforting me just as my arms comforted JJ.
"Yes son, Maxie will be ok." I affirm it to myself more than just keeping a positive outlook. I needed to hear it myself. It had been a long time since an update and many hospitals tell you things are going well when in truth anything can happen. I needed us to come out of this hospital together and whole before I would fully give in to their words.
Suddenly, my phone rings and being where I am I quickly hush the loud ringtone before looking at the screen to see who it is.
'Pride Pro Wrestling'
That's when it finally clicked to me that I was missing the start of the show. I would definitely be missing my match. Needless to say I wasn't coming but I had not exactly let them know of this fact yet. I was too busy with my son's health. Yes, my wrestling career is important. Yes, I do believe in the work and attendance necessary for work. Nothing is more important than family. I enjoy my wrestling career. I will even go further and say I love my wrestling career but the most important things in my life are beside me and in front of me and in room D6 recovering from an allergy we still need to get to the bottom of.
My phone beeps alerting me once again not of a call but of a voicemail. Holding my family near I take a moment a take to listening to the voicemail.
'MR. GRESHAM...
We have no idea where you are but there better be a worthwhile reason why you are not here getting ready for your matchup against Ling Ling and Drake Hunter. We fine heavily for no showing and it is also cause to dismissal of your contract. If I do not hear from you before the end of the show we will begin to take action. I would advise a call back as soon as possible.'
Click...
Are you serious? The only person on this roster to make it to every single show? Only one Ignition I was not booked and made it to every single one since the first day I signed my contract. That is how you treat loyalty? I stand bringing the PRIDE flag with me to EXODUS Pro and all I'm looking for at this time is a little understanding. I could've lost my son...my son. Meanwhile, my job is threatened. There is no other greater threat than one against your family. Today, PRIDE just threatened my livelihood because I care about my family most. This is unsatisfactory and I will not stand by it. I will not allow it. I will make the notion of my dismissal easy for them. I am more than just a wrestler, I'm a father, I'm a husband and I am concerned on all sides. What I am not concerned with...the tone of PRIDE Pro Wrestling. An extreme lack of the 'Professional' on their end.
In a quiet stewing of anger I press the buttons on my phone and quickly return the call made to me.
'Yes?...Indeed....Yes this is DeMarcus Gresham. Yes....my son is in the hospital. There was no reason to threaten my standing in your company. I've been diligent and hard working and that should be acknowledged even in the midst of my unknown whereabouts. No...no...no I do not appreciate the tone or threats given to me in voicemail form. No...I will not need to speak to anyone else. I quit. I will need my last check for my promotional obligations being adhered to before this show. As soon as possible'
CLICK...and just like that a new beginning starts. EXODUS Pro was planned to be a visitation. A moment to expand my skillset learn from some of the best. Work with an increase in ability and experience overall. Now...
Now....it will become my permanent new home. Anyone willing to not appreciate Gifted do not deserve him.
Done are we with the salutations and greetings. I have introduced myself in very convincing order at this point and I do believe that once Battle Without Honor and Humanity Two concludes I will have arrived in large order. Your outsider has now become your insider. Win or lose after this Honor's Cup you will have to get used to your Public Enemy. For I am going nowhere. I will be the next biggest thing on your radar and that is whether I come away doing the impossible or not. Jon Collins has approached me numerous times since my success against Vorace or Lionface or The Hound or whatever he chooses to call himself nowadays. I told you all he was a man hidden behind a mask when all he needed was the drive to show himself to all of us. It wasn't to humble him or otherwise disrespect him. It was to enlighten him. That's is what I do. I merely seek to help all of you understand, to see more than what is in front of you. So many are blinded by things. Vices, weakness, or hatred. There's nothing wrong with a goal but the way you go about said goal means something. So many of your are still so blinded to that fact. So blinded indeed.
There's so much more than the ring sometimes. Even as I address you now I think about my youngest son and the strength he shows in his 7 months of life. I want to thank Jon Collins for this opportunity but I want to thank him even further for being compassionate in by far the most scariest moment in my life. There was a point where he looked...he looked lifeless. Just not himself. This is something I need to do now not only for myself or my standing but to show the same strength as he has. The Honor Cup is the key to a chance at glory. I will not let it pass me by. I will not allow it to slip through my fingers. I must focus. I will focus. I will be Gifted. And that begins with Sally Talfourd and Michiko Yamada. Two worthy opponents I am sure. One a staple under the EXODUS Pro lights. The other, an outsider like I coming into the EXODUS waters to stay.
I could tell Sally that I'm one of those threats. That I...am one of the many things she needs to focus on fighting against but in truth I'm not a threat to EXODUS. I'm never to be a threat to the company that is now giving me a new beginning. I'm thankful to Jon Collins and his efforts to get me here. Last thing I would do is try to tear his creation limb from limb because of course how foolish is one willing to bite the hand that feeds them. No, I'm not that dense. Nowhere near it in fact. That is not the goal here. I see the history here and I respect it in a sense. I say in a sense because I only respect a rare few. Sally...you are not one of them. You are similar to the fairweather fan of a sports team. When everything is well and the championships are plentiful you are all smiles and support. Similar to how you are now. You are calling upon yourself to save something that in all truth doesn't need saving. You said yourself EXODUS always finds a way to make sure the foundation stays standing.
Of course you didn't use these exact words verbatim but you get the point.
I'm not here to seek and destroy. I am your public enemy because I am your outsider. I am a dangerous outsider but more than that fact I am an enlightener. I educate as well as decimate. EXODUS is a place that is seeing a new wave of air. A sense of change. That is not something to fear Ms. Talfourd. That is something that should be respected and embraced. It will bring you more volunteers to your magic. It will bring to you even more welcomers to your cheap parlour tricks. Magician, the mystique you bring is merely smoke and mirrors. Like any illusion all you do is take advantage of an unenlightened mind. You want your volunteers to walk away from the show wondering to themselves just how did she do that in wonder and amazement.
I am not that kind of volunteer Talfourd. I am enlightened, my senses are at their peak and it will take more than a 'now you see her now you don't' kind of display to defeat me. You may assume I'm a pawn. A kid indoctrinated by the words of our ownership and willing to do his bidding. If you are presented with that conclusion I feel bad for your future. If any of the remaining participants feel as such they do not know Gifted. I'll be more than happy to introduce you all accordingly. I will be more than happy to assert myself and make my presence felt one step further at the expense of the magic and the might.
Michiko Yamada. We could speak of outside camaraderie. How we could scheme together to assure that the aura of EXODUS is forever changed by making sure one of us continue in our plight toward the cup. We could speak upon draining a Magician to nothing but a deck of cards and we fight it out to see who is the better of this upcoming night.
But alas, I don't find you worthy of such conversation.
You are lucky you are even here.
Yes, I said it. Do something to alter my mindset. I dare you.
This match is why you have made this trip across the world. This match Yamada I plan to make it worth all the frequent flyer miles you may have put yourself through as of late. You've come into this tournament with actual care. Unlike your quests of the past you come to EXODUS looking forward to the challenge and the unfamiliarity. I've had to go a great deal to do my homework on you. Make contacts I didn't know I had just to brush up on who you are. More than just your lucky match against Savannah a student works diligently to be successful. Unlike you I will make those dull proclamations. I am here to make change. I am here to be the best. I am here to run the roughshod over my opponents because unlike those you may of heard that from in the past.
I actually do it. In a very Gifted fashion.
I've done what I've needed to do in my time in my previous place of employment and in return they treated me as if some second rate flunky undeserving of their respect. Sometimes the grass is indeed greener on the other side and that's why you've come is it not? To find that yearning again? To feel that challenge? To know what it's like to actually want your presence inside the ring?
The fact that you've had to look for it lets me know you are not ready. Apathy is death and the fact is no matter who you've stepped up against it's hooks never should of laid themselves upon you. Whether they are deserving or not you take joy in a challenge but at the same time you should take joy in the destruction of the unworthy. You should take pride knowing you have dominated another's mind, body, and soul all in the mass of mere minutes. You took mercy on those poor souls to the point where you lost the drive and will yourself. That is not of a Gifted mind. It's lazy. It's substandard. It's where you will find yourself lacking.
You have two strong minds and bodies to face this time around. What happens when that apathy rears it's ugly head once again? What happens when the care begins to slide from your being as you are slammed to the mat time and time again. That's the thing about those 'feelings' in the ring they are an evil harsh woman planning for revenge striking at the worse time and what time is worse as any when you have nothing else in the body left to give.
A harsh reality...an enlightened reality.
You are not alone Yamada because as I sit here and address you I know my own personal battles await internally far before the light illuminate and the theme songs play. Then I remember I am here with a force stronger than myself. I am more than just the gifts I have been given. I have already evolved in this short time as the unknown man on the wall to the force in your face and that is because I hold no apathy for the sport I love. I see past the tricks and illusions. I am a man driven. A man in need of something more and something better. The Honor Cup is that something better and I stop at nothing to attain it. Chris Strike is enjoying his time as any man should in his position but as he holds it he must know better men are waiting in hunger. The thirst unquenchable. That is the man to worry about. That is the type of opponent to give a respectful pause to. EXODUS will give pause to that man.
Aries Reed will give pause to that man. Tsutuomu Niskhioka will give pause to that man. The 'God' himself Christum Furor will give pause to that man. We have the Blackest Sun...
Which in a matter of complexion speaking, I might just have him beat. Why stand there as the beacon of such negativity? Why be darkness when you can simply be, Enlightened? Light leads Aries Reed. Darkest resumes a lost way without direction. Which is why the name fits you most. Lost, without direction, and in fear. If you surpass the likes of Niskioka and Furor I will gladly help you find your way.
Then of course there's Tsutuomu, who if by a sense of divine intervention comes to see me in the finals will find enlightenment.
Then there's God himself. The self proclaimed best wrestler in EXODUS.
There's a saying about any man who addresses himself as a God among men. A man with a rumored death only to come back in the spotlight in the form he has. Of the many emperors and kings and God's on Earth...even Jesus died. A God among men. You are one of strength and power but you are not a God. Gods, remain...they never leave those that praise them. They always keep a watchful eye. You were rumored dead to only come back and act as a EXODUS' prophet. You are a man of timing, nothing more nothing less. The Honor Cup seemed like the best time as any and because of this you expect to run through the field no one able to stand to your power or ability. You may have very well been a level of truth in your claim if Gifed wasn't one in the field. There are too many claiming to be the Creator on high when they are nothing more than above average and even then that above average...isn't Gifted.
I pray to you 'oh almighty God of EXODUS' that you are the one I see in my path to Honor because right now I can assure you whether this leaves me emblazoned in glory or downed in defeat you will see me again.
...that is of course the God 'dies' once again. A weak man needing a break from the diligence that is being one of the best. Don't worry dear monster. If you cannot handle the responsibility allow the enlightenment to befall upon all of you.
You won't have much of a choice either way. They never do.
[END]
