Boxer stood in his apartment, posters of superheroes and anime figures surround him. Boxer is dressed in casual clothes, blue jeans and a T-shirt with the Remnant Championship around his waist.

"For the last week people have been asking me about my thoughts on Nuke Fusion retiring and I have said nothing. I have remained silent for a good part of my WWE:E career and I think that now is a good time for me to break my silence.

Nuke Fusion stepping down is a travesty. Only a God of his caliber is fit to run this company. Any human who takes over would be an insult to what it has been. Nuke is the only being who can be trusted with running this empire.

It was only a few months ago that I debuted in WWE:E, in the short time I have been here I have wrestled four matches. I captured the Remnant championship from the scum of a human that is Matt Draven. Now I am not discriminating against Draven because of his views or his personality. Rather it is because of his humanity that I take issue with him. Humanity is a virus that must be purged from this planet to create the Utopia that is my Hell.

You humans are all the same. Chrono Clepsydra and The Number Three may have been poor champions but they are better then any human will ever be. I have begun my quest to purify these championships. I said I would begin with this Remnant Championship and so I shall."

Boxer took off his Remnant championship belt and tossed it to the side. The demon picked up a bag off the ground and opened it up. Inside the velvet blue bag was what appeared to be something red. Boxer reached into the bag and pulled out a new championship belt. It appeared to be the same as the old belt only with Red leather.

"No human has ever touched this belt, making it pure. This championship is greater then it ever has been or ever will be. At this moment in time I hold in my hands the greatest championship in G-Fedding history and it will continue to be just that until I choose to relinquish it.

I will continue to purify the championships of this company till they are free of humanity. Those who wish to free themselves of their own humanity need only to paint their bodies and faces when they enter my arena as a symbol of the desire to transcend themselves and become pure like me. Pure... Like the Remnant championship, pure... Like me..."

The demon repeated himself and began to mutter under his breath as he leaned forward and flicked off the camera.