How lovely~! You're still breathing. Another mishap like the last dozen and I might get dinged for "unnecessary roughness". My strength shouldn't be punished for your WEAKNESS. I'm here to fight worthy foes and test those who have true fighting spirit. You...hm hm hmmmm~! You were close. Very close. But that only is meaningful in horseshoes and hand grenades. Lucha Libre is a bit more than that. You lack drive, you lack purpose, you lack spirit. The way you trembled hearing my name, the fear in you that fueled my wrath. All of those things and more lead to your demise. You were already broken when you stepped into my ring. I simply just had to grind the pieces to dust. Get out of my ring and join the pile of trash. Stay in there and rot for all I care. But! If you learn from this, and choose to challenge me again, then I will give you the honor of putting an end to your insignificant life. I am sparing you today because I am a testament to power, strength, and what all should aspire to be. I am GOD in this ring and you had the privilege to reflect on this experience. So go. Go and let this encounter be a day of infamy as you were blessed by the teachings of...The Surge Scourge. Weakness is the disease and I am the cure. Hm hm hmmmm~ah HA HA HA!

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