We see a huge, and I mean a HUGE dark room. A man is in it. He looks.. kind of.. beaten up. His hands are bloody, his face is not shaved, his legs look weak, he looks as if he was to collapse every second. He keeps walking slowly, reaching out for a wall he can’t find. At one point, the man falls down on his knees. He starts breathing heavily.
???: I.. must.. get.. OUT OF THE DARKNESSSS!!!!!!
That is what the man yelled just as he looked upon the really high ceiling of the room as his eyes started glowing blue and they shot a ray of blue light. He then fell on his back and looked at the ceiling that was seemingly on fire, after he hit it with the ray of light from his eyes. Suddenly, the image started blurring, and it became blurrier second by second.
The same man is seen in a bed, probably at his home, in his room, and he opens his eyes.
Raiden: Eh, this was a very weird dream. I must have been drinking something last night or I don’t know, because I feel like I wasn’t myself for quite a long time. Like I haven’t seen this world for a long time, even though I was asleep for about 7 hours. But that’s normal for me. I sometimes have weird dreams like this.
The man stands up, he’s dressed in his casual clothes, looks like he didn’t change to his pajamas or something before he went to sleep. His arms are scarred a bit. He goes to the bathroom and fixes his messy hair, he combs his hair a bit, just so he doesn’t look like a monster.
Raiden: Dammit. Looks like I’ve got some facepaint on my cheeks, I gotta clean this up.
He washes his face.
Raiden: Done. Everything seems fine. Now I don't want you to think that I'm anyhow rude, because I'm not, and therefore I should introduce myself. I'm Raiden Blaze, but you can just call me Raiden, nothing more is needed. From what I know about myself, I seem to be 24 years old, and I'm currently training to become a professional wrestler. I do my best to be a nice guy, I think all those rude weirdos don't belong anywhere, they're just nuisances for all of us. That's why I'm trying my best to be nice even to my worst enemies. But don't think I'm a weak person, oh no. Don't try to make me angry, that usually results in.. well.. bad things for everyone. Just don't try me too much, okay? Let's be friends. Me and all of you. Also, sorry if I sometimes suddenly change the topic. It may somehow associate me of a certain tragedy that happened during my childhood - my father was killed in a car crash. I mean, I'm over it now. It was really a long time ago. But I still have memories of it, and they hurt, so please don't bring up that topic. ANYWAYS! I'll take you a bit more about my sweet home and I'll tell you a few more things about me, just let me finish this.
When Raiden finishes the sentence, he brushes his teeth and spits out the water. He adjusts his shirt and his jeans and walks downstairs, therefore it seems that he lives in a house.
I won't have my breakfast until I finish this, I don't wanna be impolite. So, I'll be debuting soon in ACW. I'm training for... 5 years already? Yeah. That's it. I've actually never wrestled an actual wrestling match, I've been in backyard wrestling feds, and I've had some serious fun over there, but I'll tell you, I'm psyched for ACW, knowing it's one of the top indy feds in the US. My goal is to become the ACW World Champ one day. Now I won't be like a lot of phony wrestlers and run around and scream that I'm simply the god-made prototype of a wrestler, because I'm not. But I'll do everything I can to do and earn the right to one day walk to the ring and tell you, "Guys, I made it, I'm the best now", and we'll celebrate together, right?
He finally sits on a couch.
Also, my mother keeps telling me that I'm a psycho. My friends tell me the same sometimes. Quite honestly, I don't even know why, I think I'm an everyday normal 24 years old guy that likes fun and adrenaline, right? My mother even begged me to enter the asylum, but I still don't know why. Nevermind guys, I'll let you make your own opinions of me, so everything's cool. And that's pretty much all I wanted to say, don't be surprised when you see me in front of you, walking to the ring and hopefully winning matches, because we'll meet personally very soon. Alright, I'm hungry now. I'll better go get me some cereals. I looove Chocapic. It was nice meeting you. Bye guys, I'm Raiden Blaze, and we'll meet personally very soon.
The cameras fade to black.
