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EDWARD THE GREAT · (06-06-2023)

With his injured arm, the result of a ferocious tiger bite, EDWARD seeks solace and healing within his hidden cave sanctuary.

Utilizing his resourcefulness and ancient knowledge, he concocts a peculiar remedy to mend his wounds. In a corner of the cave, he sets up a makeshift healing station.

Using maggots, nature's own doctors, he places them gently upon his injured arm to aid in the removal of dead tissue.

To complement this unusual treatment, he applies a mysterious black sludge of his own creation, carefully crafted from secret ingredients known only to him.

"IN CAGE, EDWARD FIGHT HARD. EDWARD PROVE STRONG. EDWARD KEEP SHINIEST CHAMPIONSHIP FOR SELF."

As the fire casts dancing shadows, EDWARD tends to his injury, resilient and determined to regain his full strength, knowing that the next battle awaits him.

"EDWARD SUFFER GREAT INJURY AGAINST TIGERS. MAY THINK THIS MAKE EDWARD WEAK. MAKE EDWARD NOT ABLE TO DEFEND SHINIEST CHAMPIONSHIP. FROM WHAT EDWARD SEE FROM MOST, EDWARD UNDERSTAND THINKING THAT. BUT EDWARD DIFFERENT THAN EVERYONE ELSE. EDWARD STRONGEST WARRIOR AMONG STRONGEST TRIBE."

EDWARD grabs his stone tipped spear and begins to sharpen it against the cave wall.

"EDWARD KNOW THAT DIFFERENCE BETWEEN DO AND DO NOT IS DIFFERENCE BETWEEN LIFE AND DEATH."

"EDWARD KNOW THAT WEAK WARRIOR CAUSE HARM TO ALL OF TRIBE. WEAK WARRIOR UNABLE TO HUNT. UNABLE TO PROTECT. UNABLE TO BE CALLED WARRIOR AT ALL."

EDWARD taps his finger to the tip of the spear, drawing a small drop of blood in the process.

"ONLY THING WORSE FOR TRIBE THAN WEAK WARRIOR? DECEPTIVE WOMAN."

"DECEPTIVE WOMAN DEFEAT TRIBE FROM INSIDE. SHE POISON MIND OF TRIBE. TURN FRIEND AGAINST FRIEND. ONLY DEFENSE TO DECEPTIVE WOMAN IS TO KNOW WHAT SHE LOOK LIKE, AND CUT HER DOWN BEFORE POISON HAVE TIME TO SPREAD."

EDWARD gently sets his spear to his side as he reflects on the deceptive nature of his upcoming challenger.

His gaze falls upon a crude drawing etched on the cave wall, depicting a woman's face twisted with malice. He clenches his fists, feeling the fire of determination burning within him. The memory of the woman's actions against the Lion Champion at War Games fueling his resolve to defend his championship.

"WOMAN EDWARD FACE IS THIS TYPE WOMAN. EDWARD KNOW THIS BECAUSE EDWARD STUDY WOMAN ON PICTURE BOX."

"WOMAN SAY USING WEAPON BENEATH HER."

"WOMAN SAY, "ME NEVER HUNT FOOD" WITHOUT SAYING IT."

"EDWARD WOULD NORMALLY SEE WEAK WOMAN, ONE USED TO EASY LIFE, LIKE MANY PEOPLE EDWARD MEET TODAY."

"BUT THAT NOT WHAT WOMAN IS."

"WOMAN SAY ONE THING, DO ANOTHER! SAY NO LIKE WEAPON, BUT EDWARD SEE WITH OWN EYE! EDWARD WATCH MATCH AFTER MATCH! WOMAN SMASH FACE IN METAL TURNBUCKLE, THROW WARRIORS INTO SHINY STEPS AND WALL THAT KEEP NOT WARRIORS OUT OF RING! EDWARD SEE WOMAN ABUSE SNAKE, TORTURE MAN STILL IN BATTLE! WOMAN BEATEN, LIKE ALL WOMEN WHEN FACE TRUE WARRIORS! HA! WOMAN TRUE HYPOCRITE!"

"EDWARD SEE STRENGTH IN WHAT WOMAN DO. BUT MUCH LIKE FAKE MUSCLE BEFORE HER, WOMAN EVERY VICTORY ONLY SHADOW OF TRUE STRENGTH."

EDWARD's eyes narrow, his gaze fixated on the crude drawing of the deceptive woman.

"WOMAN THINK EDWARD WEAKENED LIKE LION CHAMPION, AND WOMAN RIGHT. EDWARD FLESH TORN. ARM NOT WORK LIKE SHOULD. BUT TRUE WARRIOR STRENGTH NOT JUST COME FROM BODY, BUT ALSO FROM WARRIOR SPIRIT. EDWARD SPIRIT STRONG BECAUSE EDWARD SPEND WHOLE LIFE FIGHTING TO KEEP TRIBE FED. WOMAN ONLY CONCERN IS FEEDING SELF. DUTY OF WARRIOR MEAN YOU PUT WEAKNESS AND FEAR TO SIDE, AND FIGHT TILL DEATH TO PROTECT YOU AND YOURS."

EDWARD raises the Anarchy Championship high, bringing it close to his face. His intense gaze locks onto the glimmering title. A confident smirk forms on EDWARD's lips, knowing that he is the true embodiment of a champion.

"SHINIEST CHAMPIONSHIP, MADE FOR THE STRONGEST OF WARRIOR!"

With a confident grunt, EDWARD's attention shifts back to the crude depiction of the woman etched on the cave wall.

"WOMAN HAVE NAME. NAME: LACKLAND."

"WOMAN LACKLAND! ONLY THINK CAN OUTWIT EDWARD, STRONGEST WARRIOR, BUT THINK AGAIN. EDWARD UNYIELDING AND UNBREAKABLE! YOU, LIKE A SLY FOX, TRY TO DECEIVE AND MANIPULATE, BUT EDWARD SEE THROUGH YOUR TRICKERY AND ILLUSIONS. THEY NOT COMPARE TO THE MIGHT OF EDWARD!"

"EDWARD DECLARE WAR UPON YOU, LACKLAND!"

"YOU SEEK TO POISON EDWARD'S NEW TRIBE, TURN FRIEND AGAINST FRIEND AND MAKE WHOLE TRIBE RIGHT FOR PICKING. BUT EDWARD NOT ALLOW IT! EDWARD DEFEND CHAMPIONSHIP AND EDWARD FIGHT UNTIL LAST BREATH, FOR THE SAFETY OF NEW TRIBE AND HONOR OF SHINIEST CHAMPIONSHIP!"

"WOMAN LACKLAND THINK CAN DISRUPT EDWARD'S PATH, BUT UNDERESTIMATE EDWARD WARRIOR SPIRIT!"

"EDWARD ALSO NOTICE WOMAN LIKE TO WAIT FOR PRIME OPPORTUNITY TO STRIKE. OFTEN INTERRUPT ATTACK WITH HER OWN. EDWARD ACKNOWLEDGE THAT THIS BEST WAY FOR SMALL WOMAN TO FIGHT, BUT EDWARD GREAT HUNTER, AND EXPERIENCED AT STUDYING PATTERNS AND TENDENCIES."

"EDWARD STRIKE YOU DOWN WITH THE FURY OF MANY THUNDERSTORMS! BECAUSE EDWARD WEATHER MANY OF THEM IN WILD AND KNOW HOW TO ADAPT SURROUNDING TO SURVIVE. WOMAN LACKLAND'S DECEPTIVE WAYS WILL BE UNDOING, AND EDWARD WILL STAND TRIUMPHANT, HOLDING THE SHINIEST CHAMPIONSHIP HIGH ABOVE HIS HEAD!"

"WOMAN'S POISONOUS TOUCH WILL BE PURGED, AND EDWARD'S TRIBE WILL REMAIN UNSCATHED!"

EDWARD turns away from the crude drawing of Sarah on the cave wall. His gaze shifts towards the camera with an unyielding determination. His stone-tipped spear firmly grasped in his calloused hand, and the Anarchy Championship belt hanging proudly from his loincloth.

"MARK THESE WORDS, LACKLAND, FOR EDWARD'S PROMISES ARE CARVED IN STONE AND BOUND BY THE SPIRIT OF THE ANCIENTS!"

As EDWARD walks out of the view of the camera, it pans to reveal a final surprise etched into the cave wall by EDWARD's own hand, a chilling warning of his impending victory.

Deeply carved into the rugged stone surface, the primal markings depict a triumphant scene of EDWARD standing tall, his spear piecing the heart of the defeated figure of Sarah Lacklan.

We linger on the etching for a moment, capturing its significance.

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