09-04-2014, 09:30 AM
In the 21 months that I have been a part of the Xtreme Wrestling Federation, speaking a lot of words has never been my thing. I am very much a man of many actions and very few words. It has become apparent to me, that many of you out there watching on television, or logging into the internet to watch the things that I release, and probably even other XWF stars that pay attention to those around them, think that I don't have it in me to talk at length about my various opponents that I encounter.
I'll warn you once, and one time only. So, you really should listen up. Never mistake my silence for weakness. You can ask anyone that I've faced and they'll all tell you the same thing. What they'll say, is never that I was an easy opponent to deal with. Not easy to defeat. They will tell you how they've tossed and turned at nights as they lie in their beds and try to sleep, worrying about how to combat me in the ring. They'll tell you how, in the end, whether they won or they lost, just how truly hard it was. In the cases of those that won, they will tell you it was their toughest challenge.
That, my fellow XWF'ers, is what makes me the most powerful force, the most dominant force in this business.
In most cases, we are all different. We look different. We talk different. We're all different shapes and sizes. We carry ourselves completely different than the next guy, or girl, whatever the case is. For all of the things we are different on, there is one similarity we all share. The fact is, there are so many new faces running around the Xtreme Wrestling Federation today, new faces that are sure to be real forces to be reckoned with within this company in the coming weeks and months ahead. Those new faces have not yet realized the one common thread we all share. They have yet to realize just what it is that makes us all the same, while we're completely different oddities of a human, or in some cases, an inhuman nature.
That one common bond we all share, even if some have yet to discover it is, that everyone has their kryptonite. In that regard, we are all alike. Everyone has that one opponent that they could not defeat for one reason or another.
I remember in my early days while I was on the Warfare roster. There was this interesting trifecta that undoubtedly will be remembered fondly by those that were around. That trifecta, was...
Sebastian Duke.
Mark Flynn.
Angelus.
Throughout the earliest months of 2013 the three of us had so many matches against one another in different ways. Tag team matches. One on one matches. Six man tags. Giant tag team matches like we had on Shove It.
It was a trio of Kryptonite.
I never beat Angelus.
Angelus never beat Mark Flynn.
Mark Flynn never beat Sebastian Duke.
It was a pay per view main event triple threat match, that never was. A match that would have proven once and for all who truly was the better man.
I defeated Mark Flynn for the United States title at Gauntlet City. Soon after, Flynn was gone. So was Angelus.
I never had that final chance I sought for, to finally beat Angelus.
As much as Angelus was before, today, Azrael Erebus has proven to be that Kryptonite. We've had a total of two matches against one another and both times, the match ended in your King of Darkness being buried alive.
As Johnny Cash would tell you, there ain't no grave that can hold my body down.
I still walk. I still stalk. I still talk. I still live and I still breathe.
This week on Madness, I have a chance to do something I have never done. I have a chance to prove that I'm just as good, if not, better than Azrael Erebus. I would consider it a great honor and one of my greatest achievements to finally put him down. Through our undoubtedly hard fought battles, I think one real thing came out of it. Respect. We literally beat respect into one another and out of that respect, came a friendship.
Still.
The record stands at two and zero in favor of the space man turned human. Of course, those two magical victories he holds over me, do not come without their asterisks. Those asterisks belong to the then King of the XWF, John Madison, and your current Universal champion, Eli James the fourth.
Had they not intervened in our matches, who would have won?
It's impossible to know the answer to that. We've never had the chance to go at it one on one without some jackass sticking his nose in where it doesn't belong.
Until now.
Heymans Chamber of Horrors.
No one gets in, no one gets out. No interference, no excuses. No asterisks. One on one, man versus man. The best man will win.
That begs the question: what if I still lose?
The answer there is, I will be back. I will keep coming and keep trying because it is now a life long goal of mine to defeat Azrael Erebus. Much like the Catholic Church, Azrael Erebus will fall at my feet one god damn way or another.
Failure is not an option.
I'm coming at Azrael Erebus full throttle and he knows it. He may be my friend, but once the bell rings Monday night, we're no longer friends. I refuse to see him that way. All I will see is an object standing in my way that I can, I will and I must destroy by any means necessary.
Monday night, when the closing bell rings. It will be my hand raised in victory. It will be Paul Heymans flabby jowls agape in shock. It will be nearly one hundred thousand Los Angelians screaming hard. Thrilled with the match they just witnessed. On Tuesday, the headlines on the dirt sheets and the XWF's website will read:
After I defeat him, he will do exactly what I expect him to do, because it's the type of man he is. He will stand up, still a bit groggy from the relentless match we just endured, tired from the clinic we just put in there in front of millions, covered in blood and sweat and God only knows what else. He will raise to his feet, he will look me in the eyes, and he will shake my hand and congratulate me for finally knocking that monkey off my back.
He will hold his loss to me in high regard. Just as high as he holds his wins against me.
On that day, September the 8th, in the year 2014... Sebastian Duke will not falter, will not quit, will not sway, will not wilt, will not lose.
It is fate. It is destiny. It is written among the stars that on that day, Sebastian Duke will defeat Azrael Erebus. When its all said and done and the match is nothing more than a bright moment in the history of the XWF, your King of Darkness will be remembered as the victor simply because its a must. It just... has... to be.
I am the King of Darkness. I am Sebastian Duke. I am a man among men. I'm a friend of very few, and the final sight that hundreds, possibly even thousands have seen before drawing their final breath of life.
I've reclaimed my game that has been stuck in neutral the past several months.
Azrael has something I want. He has something over me that I do not have that I fully expect to rectify Monday night on Madness.
Victory.
Azrael's victory streak over me comes to an end at two. Monday night is the end of Azrael Erebus and the very end of Madness as you know them.
I wouldn't miss it for the world.