Towards the end of the show a quick promotion for the next upcoming WWFG event aired as fans were coming back from a piss and snack run. And while fans sat back down, the security shuffled on their feet and took down Gravedigger signs from his family members in attendance and a couple in the back row decided to do the nasty since that was far more enjoyable than the last promo, the announcer's booming voice came over the arena speakers.
"And now, ladies and gentlemen, it is time for your main event!"Getting the attention of the audience once more, the energy began to build again for the upcoming match.
"The following contest is a Falls Count Anywhere Match, scheduled for one fall! Where anything's legal, and the only way to win is to pin your opponent anywhere inside this arena! Introducing first..."No matter how old you get, the old scars... will occasionally bleed...The old and familiar twangs of a guitar spelled out chords of melancholy over the arena as the instant pop sent the volume up into the red bars. Here was a mixture of reactions combined into one sound as the blue and purple lights flashed, and the steam began to pour from the frame of the entrance ramp. As the drum-line kicked in, the man of the hour made his entrance through the steam and to the top. Fit, older, and carrying an air of sick-temper, the man known as the "Forsaken One" made his
"Fear of a Blank Planet" known to the arena.
"From Japan, weighing in at two hundred and thirty-two pounds, please welcome back: SHADOW!"
Making his way down to the ring, Shadow was dressed for battle once more and carrying with him the dread he had endured from rehab and injury on his shoulders. Ignoring the fans, the jeers, the jaunts, and the last Gravedigger sign being taken down, he rolled into the ring through the bottom rope and then stood up in the middle of the ring. Taking his second look around the arena, Shadow took in the energy of the crowd and channeled it through his core, allowing every emotion and sensation to prepare him for his returning match. Cracking both sets of knuckles, then finally his neck, Shadow stomped to the left, to the right, then threw back his head and shot a spray of Black Mist into the air as fire blasted at the top of the ramp to the delight of the crowd. They had increased his pyro budget. Discarding the shirt he wore, Shadow then bounced on his heels awaiting the arrival of his opponent: Jed.
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