Just days. Just days before the inevitable clash between father and daughter at The Master of the Mat. The scene materializes in the server room of The Unholy One... a slow pan... views of the circuitry lining the floor and walls and reaching the massive servers with their harmonic hums. Still, what is the purpose behind all of this? That purpose is hinted at, and, in your view, it transitions into an ethereal mist as it shifts to The Unholy One, seated on his throne of plastic mannequin parts- his body is attached with apparatuses feeding light waves into his being. The Darkspade- a strange overlay of dimensional shifts adorned his form- received strange power of some kind from the servers- slowly opens his eyes- and within his demented, fragmented, insane mind, he recollects his journey to now....
The Unholy One slowly rises- his body phase-shifts- a golden aura emits from his being- cables break free- an extreme closeup of his transformed face... The Unholy Cardinal has arisen.
With a spectacular stance- he raises his right hand and rolls each and every single one of his fingers- he is surrounded, engulfed, and overwhelmed at the encroaching Unholy Darkness.... and speaks aloud with thunderous, intentional syllables....
“That's right. From Scottie Barnes… to Ricky… Katsumi... to Vito Valentino… and Johnny Napalm. I have heard the threats, witnessed the fury, and endured the very best that The SHOOT Project dared to send against me. Rick... yes. I am the monster festering in the deepest corner of your fractured mind… the nightmare that refuses to die. Vito... yes. I am the Unholy Asshole you proclaimed me to be… and now the woman you love will forever live in fear of the darkness my name carries. Johnny... yes. Our dance has been delayed… but make no mistake, the shadow still stalks behind you. Every step you take… every breath you draw… I am there. Watching. Waiting. You are never truly safe."
The Unholy Cardinal is consumed by a violent flood of Unholy Darkness, swallowing him whole as it cascades across his body like a living abyss.... The Void has overtaken his existence- deeper and deeper and deeper. The shadows twist and weave themselves into a wicked tapestry of corruption… until, at last, they take form...... manifesting into a long, sinister black ceremonial robe with a "spade symbol" on the back, its tattered fabric flowing like smoke from the Void itself, while a shadowed hood rises to cloak his head in pure satanic malevolence..... his eyes, black with a shiny silvery glimmer of unpurity stares deeply across the waves of cameras at his control recording this.
“But out of every enemy placed before me… every soul arrogant enough to wage war against the darkness… none are more haunting — or perhaps more foolish than the one who walks this earth, apparently, carrying my evil blood… Charon… of… Death… So allow me to make this short… and painfully true. The ending is near. Your ending. You know what this form is capable of. This is no mere state of mind… no symbol of rank or authority forged to display my mastery. No. This is an essence. A living manifestation that draws power from every cursed fragment of the Unholy Darkness itself… YES YOU GUESSED IT... OHHH.... ITS THE VOID INCARNATE!!!!!!!"
The Unholy Cardinal's evil twisted smile cuts through the cold dead aura.... he walks down the platform housing his throne and is joined by "Abby"- giving him a glass of blood red wine.... whereas to his left was a swirling mass of darkness.... fading in and out of "forms" from a baby to every single one of his enemies.....
"Charon… in only a few days, at Master of the Mat, your story will come to a violent and unforgettable end. And in those final moments, you will understand the one truth you have spent your entire existence denying............. the only escape from your suffering… is to EMBRACE DEATH itself. To surrender. To cease existing. I am giving you this final gift as your former 'loving' father... yes... even at this point, I have allowed myself to offer you Unmerciful unforgiveness... how nice of me. A gift no one... no Ricky or Vito or Napalm deserves- but I am giving it to you.... as our dear ending to our epic journey."
The Unholy Cardinal downs the red wine and throws the glass to the floor- SHATTERING IT!!!
"When your final breath escapes your lungs, it will mark the beginning of the end for this weak and pathetic universe. I will collect what I am owed. Ricky. Vito. Napalm. One by one, each of them will meet a miserable, agonizing fate beneath my unholy hands. And after their destruction… ALL of SHOOT Project will collapse before the WILL of the Unholiness… as I ascend the throne as the World Heavyweight Champion. But even that is merely the beginning. No… it does not end there. Because after the gold is mine… after the bodies fall and the world kneels before the darkness… my true ascension will finally begin. The rise of an UNHOLY GOD. Master of the Mat..... is the stage of my ascension...... I AM THE ULTIMATE FINAL FUCKING BOSS, BITCHES! yes. In just a few days time........... in JUST a few days time!!!!!!!!"
A shift of images flood your feeble, insignificant, fragile, minds.
"What a beautiful design… don’t you think, Charon? My vision is perfect. Thank you. Thank you for your sacrifice"
~~~~~~~ Allow the Unpurity of The Darkspade to Guide you. There is no other right. ~~~~~~~
