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5/27/2013:
June 2nd is quickly and quietly approaching...just like the demise of my once and former friend Ophidian. Once we step into Philadelphia on that fateful day
there are many things that can happen, I could be entombed. You could be entombed. Defeat is coming for you.
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I’ve been longing, yearning, and anticipating revenge since "High Noon." But I was only able to get to a taste of revenge at Wrestlecon before your
goons jumped me. I can go on about the injustice of Secaucus, NJ. I'd rather talk about what I felt when I got first
proverbial taste of blood. After I punched you in the throat and literally gave you a taste of your own medicine and seeing you writhe in pain at
my hands turned something on in me. Something that I’ve never felt before, something I’ve never known existed in my body: I was satisfied with
inflicting pain. With creating a fear in you. While watching you suffer, I felt a measure of satisfaction, thinking back on what you inflicted upon me. But I am not
through with you, I have not yet begun to dish out the pain and suffering that would be deemed fit for a traitor like yourself.
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The Sarcophagus Match awaits us both. Kudos to you Ophidian, I am so delighted that
you chose a match of such barbaric proportions. Because in that very match, I can dish out the pain and suffering that I want and no one other warrior,
no referee, no living soul can save you. There will be no count-out. There will be no disqualification. You cannot escape me by submission. One of us will
be put inside the enchanted burial chamber, and the lid will be shut. It will mark the inescapable, the irrevocable end. I’ve learned to welcome
death...to EMBRACE death...can you say the same?
Your pain will be epic. Your suffering, the stuff of legend. The brutality will be whispered about for centuries to come. Then all that will be left for
me to do, is throw your bloodied, battered, body into that sarcophagus and silence your cowardly screams with a 110 pound lid. As you fade into darkness, remember
the one who passed sentence on you. You will forevermore shudder at the mere mention of the name Amasis.
5/27/2013:
June 2nd is quickly and quietly approaching...just like the demise of my once and former friend Ophidian. Once we step into Philadelphia on that fateful day
there are many things that can happen, I could be entombed. You could be entombed. Defeat is coming for you.
