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Cain · **04-22-2014, 02:30 PM**

"Given the circumstances, I can deal with Sawyer winning. After all, it was Monday Madness. I'm a Warfare superstar. What I can not deal with is me losing. But that's life, right? For some people, yes. Not me though. I came here to XWF to win, and that is exactly what I intend to do. So I didn't get the guaramteed title shot, but a true warrior realizes that is not the end of the world. I will just trust harder. I will sharpen my skills until the competition becomes as cold butter to a hot knife. Failure will only kake me stronger. Hungrier."

"I am relentless."

"I will not let go."

"I was meant to conquer all who stand before me."

"Now, I've seen a few new faces show up here since I made my debut. A few new victims in my book. Like lambs to the slaughter, they sign their lives away at the Personnel Office. Administrator may or may not openly think so, but in the back of his mind, he knows these new hires will eventually have to stand toe to toe with The Original Beast. So far, I am seeing a tremd going on about how it seems he tested Omega, Dusty Wyatt, and some other guy against me. And what happened?"

"I won."

"I conquered."

"Dusty Wyatt was the only one who garnered respect from me, because he was the only one who reappeared after I destroyed him. Twisted, sick, son of a bitch has style. I like it. Unfortunately for Mister Wyatt, I could never "follow" him. I have led to many armies into battle to ever be considered and follower."

"And you know, I offered my services to the new World order and what a mistake that was. I should have known that Hogan would decline my services because he, Rodzilla, Big Sexy, and Generic Alcoholic Number Two, next to Jake Roberts see that I am better. My power is greater than all the forces of the new World odor...er...I mean order combined. That's all there is to it. I rule. They suck."

"Kendall Swayer..."

"Heh..."

"Alright, you and I had our arguement but I commend you as a fellow warrior on your victory."

"But XWF..."

His cordial demeanor suddenly changed. His face became more Beast-like, teeth growing into sharp points, eyes flashing red.

"...at the end of the day, Romulus Winters...or Cain...is still the Original Beast. The Original Killer. To anyone...haha...ANYone who wishes to step into the ring with me, including those period having broads...I VILL SHOW YOU JAUST HOW HUNGRY ZIS BEAST IST!"

His composure changed again.

"...after the Battle Royale on Warfare, I challenge the winner to a match for his or her title match. With a stipulation of his or her choice. Because folks, the next Warfare after the battle royale? Cain will be starving."

"Hungry as a mother fucker."

-End Scene-

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