CONSUME.

SEE HOW THE FOOL MOCKS US!

Nice to see you looking so cool, so calm, so collected in the face of a pending storm, Steve. You hear the voices calling, and your response is witty quips. Fitting for you, sure, but that is also where your ignorance comes bleeding through.

I would’ve thought that you of all people would see this for what it is. Not some comedy bit, not a schtick or gimmick, but a burden I’ve had to carry my whole life.

But who am I kidding? You’d probably tell someone facing depression to go touch grass and feel better, because that’s how you operate.

But if this is your truest self now, Solex, you ought to know that what you’re facing come Sunday is my truest self. The thing I’ve kept locked away for over a decade, now. The seemingly silly little nickname I entered this company with, that everyone ignored until it just went away on its own…but it’s been hanging around the deepest, darkest corner of my mine all this time.

No, not some split personality…a collective.

WE ARE MANY.

The stuff of nightmares, keeping me awake until the crack of dawn. A rushing wave of carnage and brutality, just waiting for the chance to strike.

AND WE WILL STRIKE.

But sure, laugh it up and dismiss it. That seems befitting of a man who can’t accept change. Least of all, the fact he is not where he wants to be…where he thinks he is. All that talk about being in the main event after you abandoned the Highwaymen, but where are you now? Eagerly doing Lee’s bidding, but for what?

FOR NOTHING, YOU FOOL.

Where’s your World Championship to show for all the hard work you’ve put in? Where’s any championship for that matter? You can make your jokes about mine if it makes you feel better, but at least one of us has something of value to carry around.

“Predictable and lame” is tough talk coming from you, Mr. “Haha, This Man Knows What A Video Game Is, What a NERD” himself. God, wait till you find out you can watch movies on your phone, too! Ah, the marvels of technology.

You talk about some great scheme, but the reality is it’s all coming to a screeching halt in GOD’s house…because Lee Best’s army will be down a soldier when I’m done tearing you limb from limb in that cage. And what is Lee gonna do with you then, Solex? Is he gonna give you a #97RED Heart and thank you for your years of service?

Or is he gonna kick you to the curb, and let you sit in a puddle of your own tears and piss in a retirement home somewhere?

ALL ALONE. EVEN HIS FAMILY ABANDONS THE COWARD.

Because if that’s what it means to be an ally–dare I say a friend–of Lee Best, I’m happy being a lone wolf. Isn’t that why we inevitably find ourselves engaged in War Games on an annual basis? Because enough of us are sick of the same ol’ shit when it comes to the GOD of HOW?

I mean, you aren’t, clearly. You enjoy it, you dwell in it…but me? I’m ready to move on…but not before I take the bravest soldier down first. You wanted this fight, you wanna act like you’re leagues above me…and that is gonna bite you in the ass for the second time in your career.

AND WE’LL BE WAITING. STANDING OVER YOU, READY TO INDULGE.

The only thing I’m gonna be thanking you for is giving me an excuse to break every bone in your body, to make you cry like a little bitch in that cage for the whole world to see. The only one who’s gonna come out of that cage looking soft is the man who gets rushed out by the medics.

I am tenacious, I am persistent, and I will chip away at Steven Solex until he is unrecognizable by everyone he loves. I will erase him, like he bragged about erasing the men he betrayed…but you cannot erase Xander Azula.

AND YOU CANNOT STOP US.

THERE WILL BE NO GOD IN THAT HOUSE…ONLY LEGION.

WE WILL FEAST UPON YOUR BONES, AND CONSUME YOUR VERY SOUL.

GIVE US WHAT WE’RE AFTER, STEVEN.

WE WILL HAVE SHAWN, WE WILL HAVE YOU…WE WILL HAVE ALL OF THEM. THEY WILL BELONG TO THE COLLECTIVE.

WE DO NOT FORGET, WE DO NOT FORGIVE.

EXPECT US.