Oswald seemed to slumber, as he tries to recover from the punishment given unto him by Mr. Tidbits. However, Oswald would kick out, out of his subconscious need to retain the title. Muscle memory from all the times people have tried to come and take his title. His shoulder rising up off the ground with a vengeance, breaking the count. Tidbits seemed bewildered that Oswald had been able to break out of the count and began to slam his fist into his face some more, only for Oswald to roar out and slam his large hands against the sides of Tidbits skull, clapping his ears, disorienting him. It allowed him to rise up, bloodied, angered. He didn't seem like his normal self. Oh no, it was someone much worse.

"Death comes for you..."


And his normal attire seemed to change into that of his Death Incarnate, as if magically changing before Tidbits eyes. He'd hold out his right hand, and that massive battle scythe appeared in his hand. Tidbits saw began to retreat, seeing the scythe. Only for the being once known as Ghost Tank to rush after him, showing his speed in spite of his massive frame. He swung his handle, tripping Tidbits up into the air, before a large leg rose up high into the air, ax kicking Tidbits into the ground so hard his back would crack in several places. However he'd not be on the ground too long as Oswald began an onslaught of knees, kicks, punches with his free hand, absolutely ruthless in his attacks.

He would then use his free hand to palm Tidbits skull, then slam him into a wall.

"You unleashed the Monster, Mister Tidbits. For this one time only, you meet Death."


He slammed a knee into his gut, before tossing him through a brick wall with the force of a cannon, revealing his power and anger. He followed through and soon after he'd swing the scythe around, in a whirlwind fashion before Tidbits would feel the scythe's tip slam into his guts. He began to move it around in small circles, opening his stomach. Then, he'd yank hard, tearing his body apart, and all of his organs began to spill out of him, eviscerating him. Tidbits could feel every slash after, even though the blood loss should kill him, and in all honesty, he is. however he could still feel the pain of being sliced to bite sized Mr. Tidbits. Then finally, a spike to his skull, and he'd awaken from his slumber, with him laying on the ground and the hurting Oswald kneeling beside him, hands upon his head, showing that everything that happened after the massive clap to his skull, Oswald had not let go, and everything that had happened was all a vision, a mindfuck in the highest order.

"Brother Tidbits!

I knew you'd come!"

He'd say as he stood

"What you saw was what I would have done to you, if I had not been Broken. You would be little tidbits of man flesh. You would live up to that name! However, you are still in dire need of being DELETED! Mmmyess. You have tried to go after my Championship of X-Treme, and I cannot abide that."

He picked him up, slammed his right knee into Tidbits's stomach, then pull his head between his legs. He followed it with putting him into the powerbomb position,

"Prepare to join the ranks of those that have been DELETED!"

He would then pop him up into the air and jump after, and they'd fall down to the ground as he spikes Tidbits's head right into the ground so hard he'd need several staples in his skull.

Oswald stands up after, looking down upon Mr. Tidbits.

"You are now considered OBSOLETE!

Mmyess."