XWF FanBase: The IWC (gets varying reactions in the arenas, but will be worshiped like a god and defended until the end by internet fans; literally has thousands of online dorks logging on to complain anytime they lose a match or don't get pushed right)
Oswald smiled as he danced in his ballroom, his wife and daughter, who had grown up fast thanks in part through the powers of the Seven Deities. She was nearing ten years old now, and he had become a happy man, doing nothing but enjoying his life with his wife and daughter.
Then he fell upon his knees, screaming out in agony as he gripped his skull.
"NO! NO! NO! NO! PLEASE! NO!"
He began to slam his meaty hands into the flooring, upon all fours, elbows pressing into the floor as he gripped his head. It felt as if his skull wanted to rip apart, to explode so that his mind could be seen to all. He grunted and then soon he seemed to stop in his movements. After five minutes of being in this position, he slowly moved to sit upon his heels as he looked to his wife and daughter, tears flowing down his cheeks and down to the floor. He then looked to Alysia, smiling.
"The Seven Deities have told me that it is my time, my love."
He moved to stand and grinned as the tiny interdimensional camera floated in front of him.
"WONDERFUL! Yeeeeaaaaasssss... Today marks the day I come back to the land of the X-TREME! The X-TREME WRESTLING FEDERATION! Yyyyeeeeaaaaooooohhhhh.... It is my time.
The Seven Deities have revealed my first opponent to me, and it is the OVERLORD of MENTALITY! Yyeeeeesssss. MASTERMIND! It has been a very long time, my friend! The last time we faced, I was nothing more than a savage! This time, you will be facing my BROKEN BRILLIANCE as I begin my return, by conquering and old foe!
Mastermind, I wish you luck, for you will realize, that while I have changed, I still have my strength! I still have my speed! But this time, I am focused! Yeeessss...
We will have the most elegant danse of Saturday Night of Violence! We will fight, we will break down the walls of those in attendance! WE WILL TRANSCEND! We will become as if one being, a whirling dervish of limbs and power!
Mastermind, on the Nineteenth of January, it will mark my return, and it will mark the end of your title reign! It will be a most MARVELOUS sight to behold! As I am handed the Championship of the Television after you lay upon the ground, battered. Yyyyeeeaaaaasssss..."
He grinned as he waved the camera away, his speech cut for now, and just recording his life as per usual.
"My love and my sweet daughter. It is time for me to... exercise."
He bowed before them, before kissing his daughter on the forehead, then passionately kissing his wife, before rushing to his room, to get dressed in his normal attire outside attire which consists of black pants, black crew cut shirt, and over it all, his Hellraiser Warrior's Cassock that is colored black and neon green for it's fringes and it's facings. He then slid on his black combat boots before running out of the house, to head into Chicago, to "train".
He began walking through the streets, only to be accosted by some gang members.
"Hello! What can I do for you, fine fellows?"
"You can give us your fuckin' wallet, that's what you can fuckin' do."
A Mexican man pulled out a gun and pressed it into Oswald's head.
"I'm sorry, but I don't keep my wallet on me. Mostly because people know me. Allow me to introduce myself! My name is-"
The man smacked the handle of the gun into Oswald's head. This caused him to growl.
"Brothers, I do not wish to harm you, but I will if I have to."
Then another smack came from the gun's handle. That is when Oswald turned snapped around swinging an elbow straight into the man's head, hard enough to cause him to be dazed as he fell to the ground. Oswald then rushed the other two, kicking hard off him, then swinging his right knee into the third man's head, hitting him hard enough for his body to twist around, turning a hundred and eighty degrees and slamming face first into the ground. Oswald moved to the gun and kicking it hard away from the three. However, the man he kicked, pulled out his gun, and shot Oswald, but because he was still getting his breath, the man only grazed Oswald. He walked over to the man, who shot again, this time the bullet penetrating, going through muscle and small amount of fat on his side, avoiding his organs and going through. As he was about to fire again, Oswald kicked his arm so hard, it broke, causing the man to scream wide, only to be silenced as a massive boot slammed hard into his head, breaking it against the concrete, his grey matter beginning to ooze out from the back of his skull.
He growled as he began to feel the pain from the wounds, but he looked to the other two men, and ran at the one he had hit hard with his knee, swinging his right leg so hard it was as if he was trying to hit a field goal from the 50 yard line at the playoffs for the Super Bowl. The power behind the kick caused several organs to be punctured by his ribs being broken and stabbing through his body. He then walked over to the first man, slamming his right leg into his knee, shattering the bones there and surrounding it, then doing the same to the man's other leg, then he went to his left arm, then his right, leaving the man a broken mess on the cement.
"I am OSWALD AUTEM SEPHTIS! I am the reason why this city works, child. This city is MINE and belongs to the SEVEN DEITIES! Remember my visage. Remember my name. For if you forget, I will kill you, like I've done your friend who shot me."
He then pulled out his cellphone and called a special number, and three minutes later, an ambulance and a large van came, with men and women dressed in black coming out and began to "clean" the incident up. The men who had been killed were put in body bags and wheeled into the black van, with the broken gangster being taken into the ambulance, and just as the doors close, he slyly grinned towards the gang member.
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