The present events in CreatureWrestling can be traced back to many episodes... but one such episode, the one when the Absolute Championship title was birthed into existence holds above all, true, as a catalyst... but what exactly IS the "Hand of God?" For a year, Alexander's hand picked Absoulte Champion title holder has been growing leaps and bounds-- and especially securing the Mortal Wrestling title..... But before the next chapter unfolds, one must reflect on 'that night' which changed it all........ Sometime after the 13th and before the 14th year anniversary of CreatureWrestling.


The next scene shows Alexander Arcane walking ominously down a creepy dark corridor, outside on the dark and gloomy streets of New York...





The camera view alternates from a back shot to a side shot of Alexander stopping at a door... with his breath dissipating in a gloom of vapor upon his gasp of night air.

Upon knocking trice three times- the door viewport to the door opens and two beady eyes are seen....



the viewport suddenly shuts close. Alexander coupled his hands, draped in black leather gloves, together and breathed hot air between them.... the door opened... and Alexander entered within.


Once inside the dreary dark and forbidden space- and through a curtain of beads- Alexander walks into a room where a circular stone table existed.... and across the table were unusual etchings written in an ancient language... but more surprisingly... in the center of the stone tablet was the Creature Wrestling Undisputed title and the broken remains of a dark title- where- the only clue of it's purpose lie in the scattering letters.... U N D E R W O R L D.


The man who allowed Alexander to enter within promptly asks for Alexander to take a seat... which Alex did... and the man then removes it's cowl from his face. However. The view only showed what was behind of this man... we do not and can not know he's identity.




???: I have assembled the pieces. They were not easy to do... but they are here. And as you can see, I have obtained your shipment. Are you ready for the evoking of the darkness? It shall forever and now bound the Creature of the Night championship held by it's legends alllll the way down to the original Creature of the Night Champion, Darkhag. The title that will be forged from the fiery inferno of hell and cooled by the soothing light of the heavens WILL have no equal. It will be the Absolute Undisputed Championship.



Alexander Arcane: I wish it to be so.



The view only shows the mouth of the man... and he produces a creepy smile.
???: Very good. There was a time long ago that this title was evoked. It was named the hand of God... specter of the Apocalypse.


Alex shockingly looked upward at the man and back at the title
Alexander Arcane: That. That sounds oddly familiar, father. How do you know so much about these two title belts... what did Darkhag actually have?



???: Hehehe... an old man like myself knows when to disclose their knowledge, wisely and lucratively.



Alex shockingly looked upward at the man and back at the title
Alexander Arcane: I see. I could assume that what is joined together was set a part for a reason. [stands up] Then, if it means an end to Creaturekind then let it be by my hand... not... the hand of God.







Briefly raises his hands up high and then hovers them over the titles..... the glyphs glow and radiate... sending light through the cracks of the table and illuminating the title pieces....
???: Anatrac... doename... Mourah Seema ANATRAX!!!!!














Alexander Arcane: My God. It's BEAUTIFUL!!!!

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That moment onward- not just called the greatest belt ever made- but the most dangerous. As the flash back begins to reach the end, we see a little bit more of the events 'that night'.....

???: It is. Now - you must select a retainer to awaken the power within. Only then can the Hand of God deliver the paradise that you see fit, Alexander.



Alexander Arcane: I understand it that would mean a match- I believe I have the 'perfect' solution.... I'll have my creative team whip something up...... [picks up the belt]...... I must say, I thought I would never find you again, father. Will we meet again?



The man still shrouded in the blanket of darkness turns around- his eyes aglow with fiery red- and then slowly steps into the dim light.... an old wrinkled man with goat horns coming from the top of his silvery dark hair....





???: Profoundly. A yes, on The End of Days. Heh. heh. heh.