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Liam Bradley: I guess you could say I finally found myself a true home.

My voice, it echoes throughout this room. The cameras can only see that very familiar back drop to my promos until I step in, wearing my black suit and my umbrella over my shoulder and my sunglasses covering my eyes as I keep my head down before looking up to the camera lens and giving my best smirk to the audience at home.

Liam Bradley: Once Anonymous Xtreme Wrestling closed up shop, I’ve had many locals come up and ask me where would The Villain go? Where would seem ever so fitting for him to end up? That was answered when I found myself on Galaxy Wars. ‘Twas nice to be speaking with Gill Snider, catching up on what I needed to know about Phantom Star and Dark Horse Wrestling. And although quick, they’ve found a suitable opponent for me at the Bronx Battle Mayhem.

I chuckle, and give off that smirk once more.

Liam Bradley: That night, I have the chance to step in the ring with someone I was told a month ago was PSW’s big star. When he was going to face Maverick, they told me to not lose hope on this man. And when he was beat, they said it was only the start of something new for him. Now look at you, Lucas, you’ve failed at every hurdle given to you. Where’s this “time to shine” I was told time and time again would happen sooner rather than later? Where has all the "hype" gone, Lucas?

I brush my hair back, letting out a deep sigh.

Liam Bradley: I'm sure you've seen most of the hype for me already, one of AXW's newcomers that never got the chance to be in the spotlight he deserves, or at least that's how I seem to be with many around here. But they've yet to see that the hype isn't for nothing, unlike what you brought to the table. You see, Lucas, if they put me ahead for the X-Crown at Supremacy, I'd actually fucking try. If they gave me chance after chance after chance to build myself to be the top man on this roster, in the network, on the fucking planet... [ He looks dead into the cameras lens ] ...I'd do my very best to get as close as I can to that and I would not stop for anything.

I finish that line with the grittiness in my voice. I lower my umbrella and lay it carefully on the floor before raising back to a vertical stance and looking back towards the camera. I raise my hand to my head and slowly taking the shades off of my head, finally showing the tense look in my eyes with my right eye twitching a little.

Liam Bradley: I'm only doing this so I can relight that fire within yourself, so you can regain all that hype you had but the fact of the matter is that you will never stand tall over me in any possible way because you're not a fighter of any sort, you don't give a shit about anyone but yourself, you don't give a shit about this business... Just like how it was in AWF, right? You've said they fired you but it was your problem, you didn't care anymore, you never did. So once this match is done, I can't wait to send you back to wherever you came from and then watch you come back in like three or four months with a new name and a new sad story to tell us, maybe you'll lie again and tell everyone how PSW treated you poorly like you did with AWF.

I chuckle slightly but keep that demeanor alive.

Liam Bradley: So Lucas, give me every single bit you have, give me a reason to show up and fight because right now I'm just fighting a sack of potatoes that can't do shit to defend himself or even has a slight bit of aggression in him. Though I wish I could, we all know you'll find some way of fucking up your exit from here, won't you? But when you do leave, remember this very carefully.

I lean forward to the camera with a devious smirk along my face.

Liam Bradley: Remember the man that fucking kicked your ass out of this sport when you find something else to achieve in and I become the successor of what you should have been, quite simply, remember my name and who exactly I am. I am Liam Bradley, the man that'll show you the door and the man that might just end your short-lived and shit wrestling career. I am The Villain, the same man that'll take whatever hype you gained from one show and then use it to my own accord to become either PSW Champion, X-Crown Champion or whatever comes around when the time comes. And always, and I do mean it when I say always remember this.

I take a step back from the camera and raise my hand up, as if I'm about to click my fingers.

Liam Bradley: Long Live The Villain.

With a simple snap, everything goes to black with the only following sound being my laughter, my sinister yet villainous laughter echoing through the room.

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