The cameras rolled on to what seemed to be a segment not set in to the schedule. Nuke Fusion stood in the ring with a Championship belt in his hands, one that hasn't been seen on LWL before.
He rose a microphone to his lips, resting the belt on his shoulder.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, I have come to a fascinating conclusion today. As well as my pursuit of the LWL World Championship, I came across an interesting Championship that it seems LWL management were keeping away from me; because, of course, I would win it.
That title is the one on my shoulder here, the Totalitarian Championship. The LWL guidelines and handbook state that it is a 24/7 Championship, meaning that it is constantly active; any one can win it, at any given time. Then I also noticed that .. and I quote this as well .. Anyone can hold it, regardless of who they are. Well, this is an interesting concept, as it means that I can hold it right now, even though I wasn't placed in a match for the belt.

As it stands vacant and is a 24/7 title, in addition to the fact that I am in face 'Anyone', this all adds up to none other than myself - Nuke Fusion - becoming the first-ever Totalitarian Champion.
"

The crowd gave off a massive cheer, and Nuke smirked; he liked pushing the boundaries, and this really tickled his ego.

"I now bid you all farewell, as I am off to go out and party with my new gold adorning my shoulder. If any of you ladies want to join me, I'll be in the venue bar."

Dropping the microphone, Nuke laughed and climbed out of the ring, walking up the ramp and to the backstage area.

Drop The Bomb.