12-20-2023, 09:02 AM
"The world is against you, Centurion. The world is coming for you, Centurion. Including myself. The last time this title was on the line, I was a different demon. I was a different man. I was a creature that ruined the lives and dreams of others.
Centurion, I can feel what kind of energy you're putting out. You think that by doing this open challenge, you're giving Anarchy a gift. A great main event, filled to the brim with hopefuls. You might love that title, however, if you were to lose it, well, that'd be a great gift of a vacation for you.
If this were a fiction, you might think you a protagonist.
For you, I will always be your villain that appears to show you that you have more room to grow as a wrestler as I take the title away from you a second time.
It's time to break my self-imposed bondage, my child.
Believe in me, as I take your limbs and begin to use your flesh and bones as a stress ball.
Believe in me, to take all that you love away from you.
Believe in me, to show you that your life is never your own.
Believe in me, to keep pushing you to new heights.
Believe in me, to end your reign.
Centurion, the end of Anarchy will show a new champion. An old favorite. An old loved one. I am the reason Anarchy continues to exist. You are always a temporary, an interim champion waiting for the true champion to come and take back their power from the false idol.
Centurion, at Anarchy, you're going to watch the world burn around you as you are thrown to the ground, thrown over the ropes, thrown into barricades. Your body will be my plaything as I stress-test your insides and see if I can liquefy them.
If I have ever given you the idea that I'm easy to beat, then I am sorry.
I'm sorry for failing you in not showing my history of pain and hate. Of anger and sorrow. The fear I instilled in you after the last time we met, has made you hold that title with bloodied, tight gripped hands.
Old soldier, it is time to for you to go out on your shield. Because this is a fight you will not see the end as a victor. Once I hold the title again, I need you to start showing why I've been attempting to bring more into the fold. To bring people into my family. I have... so much love. So much for those I will consider my brothers and sisters in arms. La mia famiglia.
All you have to do, Centurion is...
Believe, in me.
Because if you place your faith, your life, your very career into mine hands, I will sculpt you into the best version of yourself possible.
Don't let your fear turn you weak and pitiful. Use it. Listen to the voices in your head telling you that you need help. You need to pass on the title so that you can keep growing under my wing.
You will walk in places that you have never known while under my guidance.
Believe in me, Centurion, to be the key to your evolution.
Believe in me, Centurion, to be why you grow.
Believe in me, Centurion, as we watch the non-believers burn underneath our feet.
And to those going for the belt, you can stop.
Centurion knows that so long as I lurk in the shadows, and he holds a belt, I will be there to strike and take it away from him. I am his white whale. I am the only creature he needs to slay if he wants to become the best version of himself... Or die trying.
All you have to do is Believe...
in me."