Posted at 4:50 am on Feb 21, 2007 by:
King Gojinn
It's time to go to hell Kizmat.
Behold The King
The King of Kings
On Your Knees Dog…
All Hail…
a wall of fire erupts from the stage, straight up to the ceiling!!!! The intensity singes the eyebrows off a nearby stage hand!!! The fire nips at the pipes and poles and structure at the arena roof, and finally dies down, and standing there at the top of the stage. He just stands there, dripping wet from water he’s soaked himself with, and takes off the shirt, tucking it into the back of his pants. He cracks his neck side to side, as the rings flames die out, and he sighs heavily….
It’s HIS creation, and yet as before, he fears it. This will not end well….
He sighs, and walks down the ramp, staring blindly at the ring. Fans cheer, haters boo, and he doesn’t flinch. He’s got one thing set on his mind now- and that’s the death of Kizmat. He approaches the ring, and shuts his eyes. The referee asks him to step inside, and he leaps over the piping into the ring, rolling to the center to stand up. The referee is nowhere near the ring, and won’t be for the duration of the match, and in fact, has several bottles of water to keep him self from boiling by the heat.
He closes his eyes, and turns his head to the stage…awaiting the arrival of the man who would die by his hands in several minutes.
