Post by TakaruMatsui on May 2, 2024 21:17:37 GMT -5
‘At Melbourne, I was cheated. I was robbed by Kasper Van Zant.’
Growled the normally calm mocking voice of the Red Slayer. Matsui leaned forward, and he lifted a hand to brush back his long black hair as he looked up with a faint grin. He shrugged leather clad shoulders, and he rocked from side to side almost absently.
‘Kasper once again, knew that she could not defeat the Red Slayer. And so she did what she had to do to preserve her world title, and that is go to the outside! Then of all things Lord Dominicus came down to try and claim the prize that I rightfully won!’
Matsui waved a hand, staring into the distance before he nodded slowly. He kicked off the wall, pacing back and forth before he glared at the camera from behind his hair. His eyes narrowed with a roll of his shoulders.
‘Now at Dominion, at a show that marks the return of the WUK to it’s home on the XHF! Now at a show that is an anniversary of the birth of this company and it’s legacy! I will be in the main event, I will have a chance to take what should be mine!
The WUK World Heavyweight Title!
And you will not be able to cheat me this time, Kasper. You will not be able to use the rules as a shield then! You will not be able to hide behind advantage! I will finish what I started, and I will leave you laying broken at my feet!
I will take your beloved title!’
He raked his fingers through his hair, and he leaned against the wall as he laughed.
‘And as for you, Lord Dominicus! You dared to stick your nose in my business, you tried to steal my glory from me! You tried to take the WUK World Heavyweight Championship from me? I will make you pay for that!
I will break you like I will, Kasper. You think that mask will keep you safe from the Kinshasa? You think it will keep you safe for when I twist and tear at your limbs? No.
The Red Slayer will send you back to CAR in pieces.’
Takaru Matsui shook his head, and he kicked off the wall again as he folded his arms before him. He walked back and forth, shaking his head before he flicked his dark hair back from his face. A faint grin, and he waved a hand before he turned again.
‘Psychotic Goth. How long has it been? You think I have forgotten you? The wars we fought at the beginning of WUK? Because I have not, I have been waiting for you. You and I are not finished, and none of your tricks!
None of your magic!
None of that will save you from me this time! I will throw you down, I will cast you aside in the very stadium that once your home! I will leave you broken with LD, and Kasper! And I will climb the ladder to tear the prize you desire over all things!
And then?
I will stand over you, Goth. And you will know that you for all your bluster, for all of your legacy, for all of that! That you were defeated by the Red Slayer, that you were broken by Takaru Matsui! That I am the Red Slayer, that I am the King of Kyoto!’
A laugh, and he leaned back against the wall. His arms spread as he flashed a wicked grin, and he stared at the camera. A shrug of his shoulders.
‘All I have to do is wait for the three of you to destroy each other, and then I will pick off the last one standing. And then? Rung by Rung, I will climb upwards to tear down what is mine! What should have always been mine!
And I will be the WUK World Heavyweight Champion, and all of you?
Will be nothing.’
Growled the normally calm mocking voice of the Red Slayer. Matsui leaned forward, and he lifted a hand to brush back his long black hair as he looked up with a faint grin. He shrugged leather clad shoulders, and he rocked from side to side almost absently.
‘Kasper once again, knew that she could not defeat the Red Slayer. And so she did what she had to do to preserve her world title, and that is go to the outside! Then of all things Lord Dominicus came down to try and claim the prize that I rightfully won!’
Matsui waved a hand, staring into the distance before he nodded slowly. He kicked off the wall, pacing back and forth before he glared at the camera from behind his hair. His eyes narrowed with a roll of his shoulders.
‘Now at Dominion, at a show that marks the return of the WUK to it’s home on the XHF! Now at a show that is an anniversary of the birth of this company and it’s legacy! I will be in the main event, I will have a chance to take what should be mine!
The WUK World Heavyweight Title!
And you will not be able to cheat me this time, Kasper. You will not be able to use the rules as a shield then! You will not be able to hide behind advantage! I will finish what I started, and I will leave you laying broken at my feet!
I will take your beloved title!’
He raked his fingers through his hair, and he leaned against the wall as he laughed.
‘And as for you, Lord Dominicus! You dared to stick your nose in my business, you tried to steal my glory from me! You tried to take the WUK World Heavyweight Championship from me? I will make you pay for that!
I will break you like I will, Kasper. You think that mask will keep you safe from the Kinshasa? You think it will keep you safe for when I twist and tear at your limbs? No.
The Red Slayer will send you back to CAR in pieces.’
Takaru Matsui shook his head, and he kicked off the wall again as he folded his arms before him. He walked back and forth, shaking his head before he flicked his dark hair back from his face. A faint grin, and he waved a hand before he turned again.
‘Psychotic Goth. How long has it been? You think I have forgotten you? The wars we fought at the beginning of WUK? Because I have not, I have been waiting for you. You and I are not finished, and none of your tricks!
None of your magic!
None of that will save you from me this time! I will throw you down, I will cast you aside in the very stadium that once your home! I will leave you broken with LD, and Kasper! And I will climb the ladder to tear the prize you desire over all things!
And then?
I will stand over you, Goth. And you will know that you for all your bluster, for all of your legacy, for all of that! That you were defeated by the Red Slayer, that you were broken by Takaru Matsui! That I am the Red Slayer, that I am the King of Kyoto!’
A laugh, and he leaned back against the wall. His arms spread as he flashed a wicked grin, and he stared at the camera. A shrug of his shoulders.
‘All I have to do is wait for the three of you to destroy each other, and then I will pick off the last one standing. And then? Rung by Rung, I will climb upwards to tear down what is mine! What should have always been mine!
And I will be the WUK World Heavyweight Champion, and all of you?
Will be nothing.’
