Idealogies And Personification

Music blares throughout the entire arena as the lights dim, almost to a non-existant glimmer. Purple strobe lights envelope the entire arena as a darkened figure comes out onto the stage, carrying an ominous staff. The figure hits the ramp with the staff as flames set the ramp ablaze. The figure walks through the flames, parting them with the staff. As he enters the ring, he drops his robe and gently lays the staff down near the ropes as he grabs the microphone next to the turnbuckle

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Xaos: "Cometh forth, thy children. I hath fables to share"

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The crowd hushes as the lights around the arena come to a dull glare, leaving the ring in a darkish glow

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Xaos: "Syrax. Thy names seems ficticious, Oh I know. However, there is a very important truth to this fable...

...200 years ago, man was nothing but a slightly un-evolved formula of greed and misconduct. We hit lows that are despicable, and even worse, we enjoyed it. We had nothing to do about the environmental chaos and destruction that we've made this planet suffer. It was around that time that the 'fable' of Syrax came to be. You see, there was a group, a group that would change thy very essence of the fates, and of the Gods. The Intelligencia Romulis was set upon the earth, as it was helmed by a man of which hath no name...

...this group slowly devised plans to make the world suffer for what had happened throughout the continents. You see, during the Revolutionary War, there were hundreds of thousands of people that died for nothing. Died for things as ficticious as Superman and Batman. They fought for true freedom and relief for their loved ones, and for the following generations. However, Freedom has never been apart of this here country, nor has it been a truth in any of the countries of the world. From Australia, to Zimbabwe, Freedom has been chased, but never achieved...

...The Intelligencia Romulis saw this, and devised a plan for something, something awful, to shake the world to it's knees. A reality check, or sorts. People were too judgemental and too evil for the instances to truly happened. That is why the Intelligencia Romulis created an archetype of evil; Syrax...

...Throughout, this evil had many different names, but it all had the same message. The same ideas and concepts conveyed through fear and wrath; Power Corrupts. Not only was Syrax the catalyst for many of the wars that this world has had, but Syrax actively construed the news and media to instill fear in it's viewers...

...When you are watching the local news, and you hear of a man killing and stealing people's innocence, that is Syrax working"

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The crowd keeps quiet, some shouts of obscenities are covered up by Xaos' voice

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Xaos: "You say that you aren't brainwashed, however, you've done nothing in your life to make others believe that you are not a sheep. This is the time for the masses to speak. This is the time for the masses to make their voices heard, to prove to thyself that THEY ARE READY for what will happen"

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Xaos drops the microphone and walks over to the staff on the canvas, grabs it, and rolls out of the ring, walking up the ramp, he stops and bangs the bottom of the staff on the metal ramp. Golden fire leaks from the stage onto the ground, setting the stage ablaze once again. With one wave of the staff, Xaos halts all of the commotion as he turns around, facing the ring

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Xaos: "Thy people of my ancestors arth very fortunate to have the archetype himself here..."

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Xaos walks up the ramp, the only light is that of the tracking lights on the ramp.

Xaos looks at the Kilt-wearing Bolar, intrugued

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Xaos: "And thy think that you can become the better man in another match, aye? All I have to say is "Good luck""

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Xaos walks past Bolar, bumping his shoulder as he walks to the backstage

Epic.

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