Walking down the sidewalk of his very own neighborhood with his back to the camera, Evertrust goes over the pieces of the last 24 hours in his mind. His thoughts are plentiful but the majority of it all breaks down to his bleak outlook on the entire XWF roster as well as the human race of this Earth. He knows he has so much to do; the people of this foreign roster know nothing of his past... a fresh start is just what he wanted and it's what he got. Likewise even with all of the knowledge he possesses in his brain - things that most people would never need to know or care to know - he was very new to the idea of being on a wrestling company's roster. Evertrust didn't have time to do that much studying of the X-Treme Wrestling Federation but he did make it a priority to learn the basics of lower level entry with quick ascension at a very young age. This mental state of mind in its barest form was the backbone of success when Evertrust applied it in the past. He knew it certainly couldn't take long to adapt it into a flawless plan of action in a meager wrestling company. This man had infiltrated government agencies in the past, gotten what he wanted quickly, and vanished without a trace like he was never there. Evertrust's past is not something he'll openly reveal but we do know so far that he is 100% human. He may speak down to most, or all, humans at times and he may be thoroughly disgusted with the way humans currently live their lives, but he's one of us.

He comes to a stop in the middle of the street. It seems like a very quiet neighborhood and no cars have been seen yet, so taking a moment or two to speak to those watching isn't out of the question. He pulls his handheld tape recorder out of his jacket and begins speaking into it while he looks around at the houses of his neighbohood.


Evertrust turns off his voice recorder and places it back in his pocket. He takes a bite of a freshly baked muffin, enjoying every bit of its taste and taking comfort in the fact that he baked it himself with ingredients he knows will only enhance his body in preparation for his physical tests in the XWF ring. He opens the cabinet above the sink to reveal one cup. He grabs the cup and opens the fridge where there is nothing but a single carton of milk right in the middle. He pours the milk into his cup and there's exactly enough to fill it all the way up. Evertrust looks at the empty carton for a second and then his forearm gently springs back over his shoulder, sending the carton off camera and into a void where all garbage presumably evaporates.

Evertrust is sacrificing a lot by continuing to live under human standards even though he has gained access to much better means of living. Even the thought of having to keep milk cold and having to toss away the empty container with physical propulsion is absurd to Evertrust. When he recently commented that he likes his milk warm just as much as the next bloke, he was actually talking about something very different than most people would think... he doesn't take milk out of a fridge and stick it into a microwave when he wants warm milk.

Just a few steps after leaving Evertrust's home and the scene changes drastically. The ropes pull up the one dimensional houses and the painted sky is replaced by darkness. Stars begin to pop out of the blackness, one by one, very slowly as they populate the sky above. A cold chill sways through the air from the east as Evertrust's voice echoes from the distance.


Who is that person flickering into the distant unknown? That is correct... You don't know.


A fade out would only be necessary if you knew what light looked like.