“And now! Ladies and gentlemen! The Undefeatable wrestler… RIZ… DREADHORN!!!” Shouted The Announcer.

The whole arena went ghostly quiet right when the darkness engulfed everything after the lights went off, but that quietness was replaced by an original-made music. The beats were making the light bulbs to turn on one by one, illuminating the surroundings, chasing the darkness away. The whole arena began to shook as the blasting sounds of the erupted audience went wild right when the wrestler Rizzo had appeared as he just made his entrance, walking slowly toward the ring. The Wrestler did not pay any attention to the crying sounds of the audience who were chanting his wrestling ring name “DreadHorn” over and over, none-stop, and that because his glaring eyes and his whole senses were only fixated on his opponent, who was already standing and waiting inside the ring.

Today. I will prove to the world that I’m the toughest wrestlers, even stronger than my old man ever was, Rizzo thought as he stood still, and made his signature pre-victory pose while still wearing the championship belt. “PREPAAAAARE!!…” —Rizzo’s sudden shout had just silenced the crying chants of the crowd— “…to be defeated by my mighty fists… Bear Grasper!” The cries and the shares had became even more deafening when he watched how the Bear Grasper, his opponent of tonight’s match, just gave his disproval answer with thumb down gesture while showing a fully confident smile on his face at him.

“The time has finally come,” the Announcer spoke. Loudly once again. “Will the current champ be able to win and keep his title and the championship belt? Or will his opponent can manage to grasp away the title for himself? The outcome of this is: indeterminate . These men will have to give everything they’ve got against each other to win, and to make their own history on that very ring! Tonight! Right here, in Hollywooooooooooooof!!!”


*Rizzo Roughson
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