"When I observed who my opponent would be on the next edition of Savage Saturday Night, I admit, I had to do a double take. Azrael Erebus versus Death. It was so random and sporadic. Did it mean that I was facing the true, physical embodiment of death, itself? My own death? The collector and caretaker of souls, on their journey from this life, to the hereafter? Such possibilities. I was intrigued and ripe with curiosity. Then I watched Death's first promo and all of that, went away. I wanted mystery and intrigue, a being that was as old as time itself, an entity that wielded incredible knowledge and the vast experience of the afterlife. I got a skinny, white girl in an animal skull. Sure, the gender of this being is supposed to be unknown or hidden, but it's clearly a female. It's 2018 though, so I'll be a good sport and play along. Death is genderless and there is absolutely no way of me knowing otherwise."


"The next issue produced itself, when I listened to Death speak and heard it spin its arguments against me. Professing that I was ignorant because I couldn't be taken by death. That I know nothing about death, based on the fact that I can't die, so that means, I am incapable of grasping a true, understanding of Death as an opponent. Only to ponder if I'm a liar. Quickly stating, that I have in fact... died, I just don't stay dead. Which is absolutely true. I've never avowed otherwise. I've gone on multiple, recorded accounts, asserting the knowledge, that when I die, I can return to life. I couldn't return to life, if I didn't die. The return process varies. Usually taking a day or so. Twenty four to thirty two hours. Give or take."


"I've also imploded. Like a star, going supernova. I've imploded and re-materialized; in a much shorter span of time, than what occurs after an ordinary death. To be fair, I returned with a new set of abilities and an increase in power, so that was more like an upgrade or an ascension. Not really quite the same as a simple death, but a temporary end to my life, nonetheless."


"Did Death seriously have to mull over its thoughts on video though, musing between various notions and ideas? Saying I know nothing of death, only to reveal the fact that I have died, I just don't stay dead. A fact, that I've personally made it a point to freely admit, on several occasions. Was that really necessary? Cause while I'm certain, that was an interesting debate for Death to contemplate, it makes itself look kind of lost and stupid, when it talks everything out like that. It literally contradicted itself in the same video. Yet, I'm the dumb one. Okay. Whatever you say, Death."


"Next Death questions, why would I ever allow myself to lose in this industry? Well, because there are moments, when I choose to adapt to my opponent's skills. I enjoy the thrill of the fight. If I always used the added advantage of my gifts, where would the sport in that be? It wouldn't ever exist. Sure, I could strategize and study my opponents, map out all their moves, plan on all the possibilities and use my mind to overcome them. I am wickedly impulsive though. Far more than I should be, after all these years. There are times when I make a lapse in judgement. I might be brilliant but I'm not perfect. Nor am I a god. I have never professed to be either. I have weaknesses and faults, I merely can overcome those obstacles and happen to have abilities to make that process easier. I have wielded almost every title in the company though, multiple times in some instances, so I have climbed the ranks. With and without the aid of others. I just don't like to let that be seen as what defines my reason for belonging to this federation. Solely, my purpose for being here, is based upon my own entertainment and amusement. The exhilaration and rush that I feel in the heat of battle and the pure electricity that I experience in combat."


"In spite of what Death believes, I thoroughly love the concept of anarchy. In my long life, I have produced much. Far beyond the realms of what can occur in a televised wrestling company. It is strange that Death, doesn't seem to know this about me. The seer of all, using its assortment of knowledge to mess with the minds of the weak, doesn't fully understand who I am. It knows nothing about what I am really capable of doing. If anything, it seems like it's grasping at straws, the same way a life form with a very limited mental capacity would do. While boasting and bragging like a prideful entity, crippled by its own selfish desires."


"Based on the idea that Death is presumably unable to feel emotionally, physically, and spiritually during the duration of time, it takes to obtain one thousand souls. That seems; once again, contradictory. A being that is unable to feel emotions, wouldn't brag about its abilities or profess the sheer confidence, that it would take to claim certain victory. There also wouldn't be a sensation of great enjoyment in putting my regeneration powers to use. Or the desire to entertain the fans with a bloodbath. Or the annoyance of getting blood stains out. FYI... removing my blood is relatively the same as removing human blood from something. Anyway, all these emotions. They shouldn't be present and yet, here they are, on display for the masses in one, single, glorious presentation. Sort of makes Death look like it's the liar. I guess that's why it was so quick to accuse me of being a liar. Look at that, another trait that shouldn't exist. Seeing one's own fault in another. How very... mortal of Death."

2x Universal Champion (First reign was less than a day though, lol. Due to Sebastian Duke cashing in his briefcase.)
2x Tag Team Champion
3x Triple Tag Team Champion
1x Television Champion
2x US Champion (Title retired during my second reign as champ.)
2x X-Treme Champion
1x Bombshell Champion
2x HMW Champion
2x SOTM