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 Posted: Mon Jun 09, 2025 1:29 pm
9th June 2025 - 22nd June 2025
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The following match is scheduled for one fall and it is for the WWFG Intercontinental Championship!
The participants get to bring a weapon of their choice to the ring with them.
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Posted: Tue Jun 10, 2025 4:43 am
A wolf howl sounds as the arena darkens and Werewolf begins to play. Smoke covers covers the stage, almost obscuring it from view I can feel you, I can hear you, howling in my bones
There's an evil lurking in the dark (there's an evil lurkin' in the dark)
Ever shifting, skin is ripping, as you take control
I can't tell where you end and where I start (there's an evil lurkin' in the dark)the smoke lightens just enough for a large figure to step through it, Lykos, entering the arena to cheers from the crowd, with the WWFG Intercontinental championship around his waist and a black baseball bat as his weapon of choice for the match in hand. He stands and looks out over the sea of fans I could be up all night, but I'm paralyzed when the creature comes alive
'Cause it's fight or fright, in the full moonlight
You can run but you can't hide
I could be honest, I could be human
I could become the silver bullet in your head
But no one can break my heart like I can
(Werewolf)During the chorus of the song, Lykos steps completely out of the smoke and begins to make his way down the ramp, letting out a wolf howl to the crowd that gets returned "Making his way to the ring, residing in Athens, Greece, weighing in at 305 pounds, he is the WWFG Intercontinental champion, Lykos!" Lykos reaches the ring and walks up the stairs, then steps in through the ropes. Reaching around, he unfastens the title belt and takes it in hand raising his first ever championship belt to the cheering fans.
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Posted: Tue Jun 10, 2025 6:16 pm
JR: “Ladies and gentlemen, what a night it’s already been—and it’s about to get even better, because up next is an Intercontinental Championship match that might just steal the damn show.”
King: “You’re right about that, JR! And you wanna talk about heart? About grit? About refusing to stay down even when the odds keep piling up? Then you’re talkin’ about this man—Ares Alexander!”
“Blood // Water” by grandson would hit the PA System.
The arena turns crimson red as the opening pulse of “Blood // Water” by grandson echoes through the PA. The stage begins to flood with light, illuminating a lone figure emerging through the haze.
It’s Ares Alexander.
Chain wrapped tightly around his fist, his pace is slow but focused. His jaw clenched. His eyes locked ahead. The crowd rises to their feet—not just for the spectacle, but for the man who refuses to give up. Who refuses to be forgotten.
His record hasn’t been perfect.
Singles losses to Lykos. To GBL. To Mason Black.
But that hasn’t stopped him. Hasn’t even slowed him down.
Tonight, the stakes are different. The lights are brighter. And the opportunity is real:
The Intercontinental Championship.
JR: “He’s had a rough road, King. Nobody can deny that. But I’ll tell you what—you show me a man that’s been beaten and still walks back through that curtain every damn week, and I’ll show you a man who’s dangerous. Ares Alexander may not have the momentum, but he has the fire.”
King: “And that chain around his hand tells me everything I need to know, JR! This isn’t just another match. This is Hardcore Heaven, and Ares is coming in with nothing to lose and everything to prove!”
Ares reaches ringside, taking a deep breath as he looks around at the electric crowd. The same fans who’ve watched his journey—his losses, his setbacks, and his sheer refusal to quit. He climbs the steel steps, wipes his boots on the apron, and steps between the ropes.
Once inside, he uncoils the chain from his fist, raising it to the air. The crowd responds—loud, passionate, behind him. Not because he’s the favorite. Not because he’s invincible. But because he’s earned their respect.
JR: “This young man is from Chicago, Illinois. A city that knows a thing or two about fights. And he’s bringing that Chicago fire straight into the belly of the beast tonight.”
King: “Yeah, but he’s not just fighting any beast, JR. He’s fighting Lykos! A champion with claws, teeth, and a mean streak a mile long. But hey—if anyone’s ready to make a statement tonight, it’s Ares.”
The lights dim briefly as Ares leans in the corner, eyes locked on the entrance. His expression doesn’t change. He’s not here to play defense. He’s here to finally flip the script. To win. To silence the doubters. To prove to everyone—including himself—that he belongs at the top.
He bounces lightly on his feet. Focused. Calm.
The Intercontinental Championship is on the line.
And Ares Alexander is ready to rise.
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Posted: Tue Jun 10, 2025 6:46 pm
Lykos watches as Ares enters the ring. His first match had been against this man and now there was something more at stake, the Intercontinental championship. Weapons are chosen and now all that's left is to get to it.
The Dark Wolf hands the title belt off to the referee and allows him to display it for the crowd. He still has the bat in hand. Tonight is a different kind of test for him. Wrestlemania and Backlash were against the tenured veterans. Tonight was about weapons. Time to see what a hardcore environment is like
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Posted: Tue Jun 10, 2025 6:52 pm
The Chicago Native was very comfortable with the stipulations that have been set. Anything goes. Just a plain fight for the Intercontinental Championship.
Planting his feet, Ares would wait for the toll of the bell before circling the ring. Chain in hand.
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Posted: Tue Jun 10, 2025 7:03 pm
Lykos moves forward, bat in hand circling right along with Ares. The champion watches his challenger carefully, perhaps looking for an opening
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Posted: Tue Jun 10, 2025 7:18 pm
Unraveling the chain from his fist, it seems like the distance advantage was a little bit more evened out. Continuing his movement around the ring, Ares began to close in on his larger opponent. Seeing if they bite the bait or maintain their guard.
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Posted: Tue Jun 10, 2025 7:25 pm
Lykos can't just circle forever. Someone has to make the first move, so the champ elects to make a move. Moving the bat so as to keep Ares' eyes there, he'd instead go low and aim a hard kick to the gut
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Posted: Tue Jun 10, 2025 7:28 pm
It seems like Ares ate the bait himself. Expecting the swing of the bat, Ares watched the hands, leaving him open to a kick that dropped Ares to a knee, knocking the breath out of him.
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Posted: Tue Jun 10, 2025 7:32 pm
never underestimate the power of a well placed kick. Lykos didn't want to come into contact with the chain if he didn't have to. With Ares down on a knee, the champion would keep the bat in one hand, but once again go for the unexpected, using his free left hand to throw a quick throat thrust
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Posted: Tue Jun 10, 2025 7:34 pm
Ares seemed to learn this time around. Opting to snatch his chain and begin to roll away, heading to the outside, taking a deep breath and reflecting over how gullible he just was.
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Posted: Tue Jun 10, 2025 7:37 pm
Lykos smirks and twirls the bat in his right hand, then points it at Ares. It's a dare of sorts. The next move is on the challenger
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Posted: Thu Jun 12, 2025 12:33 pm
Ares would slap the apron for a moment, walking off the pain for a moment before making his way up the apron. Pointing at Lykos and telling him to back off, he would begin to creep through the ropes if his opponent complied.
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Posted: Thu Jun 12, 2025 12:38 pm
Lykos does indeed step back, letting the bat rest on his shoulder. Can't get the match done if the challenger doesn't get back in the ring after all
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Posted: Thu Jun 12, 2025 12:46 pm
Ares would step back in the squared circle. Taking cautious steps like he had earlier, but switching to a more offensive strategy. Rushing in on Lykos to close the distance and throwing a nasty uppercut locked in on the chin of the champion.
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