[Foreword] Silence in golden, right? In most cases I would agree. But for Derceto, silence is suicide. You see, many men fall behind Derceto due to his powerful speaking. They cower in his presence because of his wit. But unfortunatley for him I fear no evil, no man... nothing.
I can tell just by the complication of this scenario that it's been a long time since Derceto met a match like this... I mean, it's apparent that I overmatch him as far as skills... But matching him in intelligence, that breaks his walls down. I honestly believe that's what has happened to King Derceto. He's been overmatched, and his tongue has become tied as a result.
Now that I've taken away his mind, I'll take his dignity and soul... I'll dwell deep within him... Deeper... Still deeper, and even yet... deeper... And then at the last second burst free like a sinister calamity... A calamity within.
[Scene] The cameras zoom in on a set of bloodshot eyes. They appear to be very droopy, possibly sleep deprived. The camera pans out slightly to see a dark cloak wavering. The dragon head cane is the next to enter your spectrum. It’s ruby eyes glimmer, giving off the visions of fire. The scene cuts to a fiery inferno, engulfing hundreds of men, leaving them ashes to bone. The cameras flash back through a white smog to those bloodshot eyes. There’s a certain level of deviance in them, but confidence as well. As the camera fades back it’s noted that you’re surrounded by a wooded area. Josh Sutton stands in front of a large tree wearing a strong grimace. He pushes the hood of the cloak back and clears his throat.
Sutton: I haven’t slept in days and not from lack of trying. I lay my head down on the pillow and a whole world opens inside my head. I see visions… Hundreds, thousands, nay, millions of men. They burn in an inferno for reasons I cannot decipher.
[Scene] Sutton backs into the tree, leaning.
Sutton: But it’s really began to make me wonder. Is that the indulgences of failure? Do you simply internally combust and sit to be engulfed? Do you turn to ashes and blow away into the sweet warm breeze, like this one today?
[Scene] A strange look flows over the face of Sutton. He smiles weakly.
Sutton: But in truth, I'll never psyhically know... I'll simply have to ask Derceto before he passes on...
Sutton: Because... In a week's time, Derceto and I will come full circle. We'll stand across the ring from each other... There will be an ungodly tension between us... A liquidized tension.. One that a knife simply slips through.
Sutton: Bring your A game, Derceto... Bring your best and worst... Bring it all to the table... I'm hungry.
[Scene] Sutton smirks again and throws the hood back over his head. He begins walking through the woods.
Sutton: Derceto... Coin your own advice... Come to ReVolt prepared to lose, because destiny commands it... I'll see you when I beat you... And that my friends....
[Scene] Sutton disappears into the thickness of the woods... You hear what sounds like a faint whisper...
"The End..."
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