eaed, sometimes a war doesn't just happen. Sometimes, things are simply meant to be. In a Battle Royal, we fought our first battle, and I emerged victorious despite the involvement of others in a single day, granting sacred gifts to this title and the division. Our second battle fell into a second day, where I once again retained this Holy Championship. And now, as we stare into our third battle, you have to understand that you cannot hope to win. All That Is Sacred shall prevent it from occuring. But I can feel it, you have no fear, you have long since accepted that you will never truly hold this championship, and that I will hold it until the day I die. As you walk your path, living your life away from the ring, simply look and listen, and you will see and hear the signs of your demise. Warrior of the Future, maybe there's something, sacred words that you're not aware of, and the proof your defeat by my hands was set the moment you chose your stipulation.
For just as Jonah was three days and three nights in the belly of the great fish, so will War be three days and three nights in the heart of the UCA. The men of Ruin will rise up at the judgment of this General Manager and condemn it, for they repented at the preaching of Jonah, and behold, something greater than Jonah is here.
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