I am the one, camouflage and guns
Risk my life to keep my people from harm
Authority vested in me
I sacrifice with my brothers in arms
Through this doorway
Whats on the other side
Never knowing
Exactly what Ill find
Locked and loaded
Voices screaming, lets go
Come on do it, here we go
I'll take a life, that others may live
Oh, thats just the way it goes
I'll shut my eyes, it hammers in my head
Where itll end nobody knows
I'll take a life, ten others may live
Oh, thats just the way it goes
Its playing over and over in my head
Where itll end nobody knows
"Hammerhead" by The Offspring hit the PA system as Dexter Holland's vocals signified the appearance of hate. From the back, with a s**t-eating smirk and pitch black sunglasses on, came Hiro Shin-Mozas. The Embodiment of Hatred, the "Most Hateful Man in Wrestling", and now he had a new title: Just the fourth ever BBW Television Champion. Hiro heads down the ramp, opening up the buttons on his new jacket to reveal the championship strapped around his waist. Fans continued to boo the recently disliked superstar, who transition into his hateful self for another time in his career back at Solarslam when he lost to Seita Gray. Reaching the ring after a short walk down the entrance way, Hiro took off his title and rolled in under the bottom rope, stopping to stand and pose with it, ripping off his glasses and tossing them. The fans booed the new champion, definitely wishing it was still in the hands of Marshall Lee.
"The follow contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, from Tokyo, Japan, weighing in at 243 pounds, he is the NEW BBW Television Champion...Hiro Shin-Mozas!"
The booing picked up steam from this English crowd, didn't seem like Hiro had a single fan in the arena tonight, which was surprising. Some people liked when he let the hate out. Either way, before the ring announcer could step away, Hiro stole the microphone from them, threatening them with physical harm if they dared to take it back! The ring announcer stepped away as the ref tried to force Hiro to give the microphone back, but to no avail. Naturally, there were boos for these actions.
"...Nuke Fusion sucks."
Ohhhhhh boy. The fans got even LOUDER in their boos, not enjoying their native son's name being tarnished by the Cuban Jap in such a way.
"Now, with that irrelevant s**t out of the way, lets move on to more important business...this BBW TV title I've got hanging on my shoulder. Last week, even if I did pin Marshall Lee, the record will forever show that Seita Gray and I entered a match, and I walked out the winner. Any foe, dead, alive, alien, human, animal, it doesn't matter. Hatred consumes all. Unfortunately for all others, they don't know how to harness the power of hate, to use it to their advantage. People have asked me where I learned this skill. Well, it's pretty simple. Watch this."
Hiro dropped the title to the ground and left the ring, pulling it out after him. He walked to the barricade, fans boos becoming even more louder because the microphone was close to the front row.
"Hey, you...yeah you, every dentist's dream...I hate you."
The fan that Hiro had pointed to and spoke those words too responded by SPITTING at him, getting his saliva on the champion's chest. Hiro looked down at his chest, and then back at the man, finally smirking after a moment. Climbing back in the ring, the Embodiment of Hatred adjusted his championship again on to his shoulder.
"My secret to controlling the hate is to always hate. I hate each and everyone of you here, I hate everyone in the back, I hate everyone watching at home. It's time to stop pretending you care about everyone. It's time to revel in the fact that you're all selfish, ignorant liars. Embrace it. To learn to hate others...is to learn to hate yourself. No one else matters. Not even yourself. Because, in the end, you always lose the fight to death. Well...Unless you're me. This title on my shoulders shows I'm the only person that matters...because I beat Death."
Hiro jabs the mic back into the hands of the announcer and lifts the title high above his head, posing to boos as he awaits his opponent who will inevitably, more than likely, cut a promo as well.
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