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The End is Here - Mike Emerick - 06-21-2016 Lázaro, the mysterious and creepy manager of Mike Emerick, stands alone in a dark room. We can't make out the details very well, but the scene gives out a sinister and damp feel. Speaking of sinister, Lázaro flashes a threatening grin as he speaks. "Hola, mis amigos, for the uninitiated, I am Lázaro, the final prophet before he comes. For too long, you have all forsaken him. You have mocked him, beaten him, and even tried to kill him. Note my use of the word, "try". From the seemingly fatal wound you inflected upon him, he has not only survived, but he has become unstoppable. He is both alpha and omega, the beginning and the end. He is above light and darkness. He is unyielding fury, and he looks upon each and every one of you with judgement and contempt. You have all wronged him in one way or another, and he will not spare any of you when his time comes. The only question is, who's first?" Lázaro then chuckles. "Eqiunox, you will be the first to fall. You may have not wronged him in any way to your knowledge, but he doesn't care. Your very association with the XWF makes you a guilty man, and my monster is judge, jury, and executioner. I've seen you around, and you seem to be the person who loves to have fun. You live by the philosophy of "Eat, drink, and be merry," Well perro, listen. Enjoy your feasts while you can, for you shall have no more teeth after Warfare. Drink to your hearts content, for when his hands are around your throat, not even air will be able to pass through. Sleep soundly, for his wrath, hate, and judgement shall fall upon you, and you shall gnash your teeth in pain. Don't worry about the worldly vice, money, which will be on the line, worry instead about what he will do to you. Look into his eyes!" Suddenly, a figure stumbles from the darkness, Mike Emerick. He looks different from the last time we saw him, unrecognizable from what he once was. He wears a mask of some sort, completely covering his face except his cold, almost lifeless, eyes. He also wears a blue outfit of some sort, coated in fresh looking bloodstains, and his bare, scarred, arms are also covered in blood. He is slightly hunched over, and his eyes pierce into the camera like a Jaguar locking onto his prey. His breathing is loud and beastly, yet he continues to just stand behind Lázaro, staring. "Do you see remorse in his eyes? Do you see any hint of mercy, compassion, or even humanity? You have taken those things away from them, burned them up into nothingness, leaving only hatred and rage. Equinox, your day of judgement rests on Wednesday, and you shall be the first of many souls tortured, decimated, and murdered by this man. The blood.... shall.... flow..." Mike Emerick then roars loudly, shaking the camera. Lázaro simply smiles. "Chao," The camera then fades to black, with only these words on the screen. La Muerte Espera (Death Awaits)