Post by Hailey Storm ♥ on Jun 15, 2021 21:37:10 GMT -5
A single match burns to bring a very small amount of light to complete darkness.
“What defines darkness?”
The chilling sound of a soft spoken voice takes over.
“The textbook definition; the partial or total absence of light. My definition…”
The fire from the match waves different directions as if something was blowing on it. A soft whisper sends shockwaves through your body as the fire just disappears.
“This… this is darkness. You can’t see anything. You have no idea who or where I am. You’re just left to your own thoughts… your own fears.
Darkness can mean something different to every piece of flesh that walks this planet. This is just one meaning to me…”
In the blink of an eye, multiple flames burst with Rey de las Sombras standing in front of them, his arms held up in the air.
“The fires burn bright… only for the shadows to take them over.”
The King of Shadows lowers his arms and his bright white eyes stare directly into the camera.
“I made my presence known at the previous Fallout by taking two worthless pieces of shit into the shadows. They spoke to me and I gave them what they wanted. Someone was pleased with my doings and granted me the opportunity to set human flesh on fire… the opportunity to claim a Championship in my debut…”
Rey de las Sombras quickly turns to face the fire and all that can be seen is the flames bursting over his back.
“I came here to spread the shadows and fill this place with darkness. I came here to strike fear into each and every person that thinks about me. I didn’t come here to win Championships, but… the more I ponder the thought of holding it… the better I feel about setting each and every piece of flesh in this match on fire… walking away with the belt draped on my shoulders.”
With his back still facing the camera, the King of Shadows turns his head slightly.
“I am the King of Shadows… Rey de las Sombras… A King should have a throne and how fitting it would be to sit upon my throne, looking down at everyone who fears me, with a belt called the Ascension Championship on my shoulders. It’s almost like it’s meant to be.”
The camera pans out a little to reveal a table with pieces of paper on it. Something is scribbled onto each piece.
“The Ascension Championship is vacant and up for grabs. On these pieces of paper here… are the names of my opponents and the living flesh that stands in my way of ascending to my throne. One by one… you will burn.”
The King of Shadows grabs a piece of paper and unravels it to reveal the first name; Arik Holt.
“A man of silence. You have to have people speak for you to get your words out. The hand of the General Manager himself. Based on the history I’ve seen and who you are… you’re nothing to me and shall burn easily.”
With one swift motion of the arm, Rey de las Sombras throws Arik’s name into the fire and picks up the next one; Daniel Horror.
“Former Ascension Champion… Need I say more? You lost the belt and haven’t won it back in multiple tries. You try too hard to make people believe you should be feared, my friend. You’re forcing yourself into a role you just can’t fit into. I will show you what it’s like to fear someone as I set you on fire and foil your chances at this belt once again.”
Daniel Horror’s name is thrown into the fire to burn quickly. The King of Shadows grabs the next name; Mason Destruction.
“Ah, yes. The man who spent most of his time wrestling in backyards. It takes a special specimen to settle for such a task. Wrestling in the backyard of someone’s home… pathetic. You will burn just like the piece of trash you are.”
Mason’s name burns in the fire as Rey de las Sombras grabs the final name from the table; Lesley Adora.
“A man of light, how pitiful. You try to bring light to this place while I try to spread the shadows and take over with darkness. It’s going to bring me great pleasure to set you on fire and watch your light fade to black. It’s a shame, really. Putting your faith into light. After all, light fades at some point. Might as well get it over with, right?”
The final name is thrown into the fire as the King of Shadows sits there, watching the flames rise.
“Four of you will be thrown into a dumpster full of fire so that I can ascend to my throne… Four of you will succumb to the shadows… I am in complete control over your fates now. I warned you all before and that was your only warning. Now… I strike.”
Rey de las Sombras walks directly into the flames and disappears.