Post by The King on Mar 30, 2018 10:30:42 GMT -5
Here I sit, legs crossed, looking off into a black distance. Darkness shrouding me. For I am the "Anti-God". I bow my head, looking at the black floor below me, silence ensues. I speak out loud in the abyss of nothingness.
James was born in Birmingham, England 1997. At the age of three, he moved to Coventry and as a young child, his passion was to be a professional wrestler. At only 15 years of age, he began training with the likes of great British talents like Pete Dunne and Marty Scurll. At 18, his life took a real bad turn as he was charged with a crime he never committed. He wasn't sentenced, but this changed James to be something he isn't...
But what was that something?
I stand up staring forward into the darkness.
A New Age Killer?
I shake my head and reveal something in my hand, a knife. A sharp, silver knife. I bring it to my lips and lick it, tasting the sweet cold metal.
Think about this James, you say that being charged with a crime you never committed changed you into something you are not, yet that thing seems to be thing that you actually are. You ARE a criminal. You say it changed you and claim that YOU are NOT a criminal, yet you go around parading your name as a new age killer, a murderer in plain sight, a FUCKING CRIMINAL. You haven't changed. You still are a scum-bag you claim not to be.
And the worst thing is, James. Is that you know it. You know you're a scum-bag criminal in plain sight. And you do fuck all about it.
I throw the knife away and hear it clatter in the distance. I begin to walk back and forth in the dark.
But what else did it make you?
An Anti-God? Or a Platinum Star?
See, it looks as though you can't make your mind up. First you call yourself an Anti-God, then the next week you claim to be a "Platinum Star". It totally contradicts itself. An Anti-God is someone who despises the man in the high cloud, who despises everything to do with religion, yet a Platinum Star is the very thing that shined high in the sky when Jesus, the son of God, was born. You're a confused wreck, hiding behind the back of Maverick.
If anyone is the Anti-God now, it's me, Brad Swann.
The XHF Network Officials, AXW and V were my gods. I prayed to them, I praised them for their work. I hailed them as the men in the high cloud, who made everything in this world great. Then...
...Then I realized how much of a fraud they really were. They never cared about a small-time wrestler like me! All they cared about was putting themselves over everyone else! I changed that! I made them take notice of who I am! I betrayed my gods when they didn't even know my name, and the ironic thing was, when I did so, only then did they know my name. As soon as they saw someone standing up to them, only then was I payed any sort of attention to...
I was the original Anti-God.
I still am.
And unlike you, James, I never conflict my image.
I'm just an Anti-God... In a protege's clothing.
