It's different this time.

Look at Jay Jones, so inspirational.

I'm sure there are some people calling me a sellout. And sure, that's an opinion. But I'd like to call it advancing everyone's goals. Everyone gets something out of our arrangement! Cash gets at three members of the World's Finest, and Drago and I get shots at the American Dream Championship! Who's saying no to that, I wonder. Because when it comes to advancing my goals, morals and all that shit is thrown to the side without a second thought. At Dreamworld, I wrestle one tag team match and win or lose, I obtain a golden opportunity. The chance to become the American Dream Champion. That's a sweet deal. Of course, I'll have to go through Drago Santiago and whoever wins that triple threat, but it's better than wasting away on the undercard. I couldn't say no. But of course, with any sort of controversial move, there's always someone that suffers from it. I guess so far, it's been Reno Dumont and Lillie Saint. Both have had...an entanglement with Cash and me. I doubt they'll be the last, and I assume Drago's being hooked into this shit somehow. It would be too quick and easy to just have that match at Dreamworld, after all. It's wrestleworld, things have to be complicated. Who doesn't love some good old fashioned hatred? Dreamworld will have its fair share of that for sure.

And who could forget last week's Dominion? Cash Corleone is not a bad tag team partner at all. I have to say, I had my doubts, but we worked well together to everyone's surprise. We took out the World's Finest! Sure there was a little sand, but we were the ones whose hands were being raised at the end, and that's all that matters. I'm glad we could come to an understanding. I thought Cash would want Violet all to himself, but we actually worked together. Very nice. Some other shit went down that night I guess. Alice Gamer beat people up which was a shock. Normally she's on the other end of those beatings. We got new number one contenders. We'll see how that ends in Chapter 18. The Kennedys did things I guess. Plenty of things to talk about after that episode.

But we look to the future. After a brief...meeting at chapter 17, it looks like we're meeting up again at the next Dominion. I hope you know that it wasn't personal. I couldn't give a shit about you, to be honest, we just needed to recruit Drago. And it worked. But I'm sure you're not feeling the same way. I doubt Reno's the happiest camper at the moment, and it's understandable I suppose. He got fucked over, in what looked like a win. I wouldn't be too happy if I was in his position. And I'm sure you're looking for some revenge, but I don't think you know who you're dealing with here. I'm not going to be that guy you squash to make a point. I assume you'll go in with a grudge to settle, fueled by anger to get back at little old me. But I'm more than just a target for your revenge. It'll be a good match. I'm not that arrogant to say that it'll be an easy win. But in the end, I'll be the one pinning you for a three count. I can't say anything else! It doesn't matter what I have to do. It doesn't matter who gets hurt along the way, I refuse to lose. You know, only one person in this company has managed to pin me. I think we all know who that is, so I won't say it. The rest of my matches have ended in an unfortunate DQ, an idiotic partner being pinned or...you know…a win. Is Reno Dumont going to be the second? Get the fuck outta here. Hell no. But I know he thinks he will. How misguided. I can’t say what exactly I’ll do to the guy, because it hasn’t happened yet. Unlike other people in this company, I refuse to make rash predictions about every single thing. I’m going to win. I might dominate, I might come back from behind, whatever. But I’ll win.

I'm no god. I'm just the bringer of the obvious. Things that should have happened a long time ago. Prophet is just a nickname to me. Something to say during an entrance, but now that you think of it, I'm closer to a god then you'll ever be. I don't need to convince anyone, because who would believe it? I've found that trying to convince the world of an obvious fact is futile. Stuck in their hypocritical ways, living their little lives, surrounded by people who do nothing but reinforce their small minded view of the world. I don't think I'm above you. I know I am. It's just a fact. I don't flex it. It's nothing to talk about. Just something true. I may come off as very egotistical, but I just know what I'm capable of. I wish everyone could do the same. Life would be so much easier if everyone knew their place, wouldn't it?


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Really? Another partnership? I thought you only wrestled for yourself.

It’s different this time. I promise. These people are actually competent. And it’s only for one match. We team up at Dreamworld, and we go our separate ways. Win or lose, I get a title shot! How could I turn this down?

I thought teams held you back? That was certainly the case with your little alliance with Akuma. I didn’t think you’d be so quick to join another one.

If you think Cash Corleone is the same as Aoi Akuma, I don’t know what’s wrong with you. And even Akuma had his uses. I can’t see why Cash and Drago can’t do the same. Unlike that past alliance, everyone gains something out of it, and we can split peacefully. And to be honest, I can’t see myself growing tired of these people. They seem competent.

I’m sure you thought that of Akuma at the beginning of your partnership. You grew tired of that, didn’t you?

Yes...and no. He had no use to me anymore, and I wasn’t interested in keeping our alliance. A peaceful split would have been too boring. I needed to shock wrestleworld again, just like I did way back at the Feast. I needed to remind them who I was, even after a loss. Akuma was just a casualty.

I see. Just a casualty. But you're satisfied with a peaceful split from this?

Believe it or not, I am. These people are not to be taken lightly. I wouldn't betray them unless I'm ready for the fallout.

And are you?

Not at the moment. I'll wrestle the match, take my title shot and possibly leave with the American Dream Championship. I don't plan on turning this into a long relationship. Maybe we'll work together again in the future, but for now, we part ways after Dreamworld.

It seems that you're happy to take what you're owed and leave. That's fair, I suppose. But what if the American Dream Championship match doesn't go your way?

That's...the worst case scenario. If I lose, we move on. I can't afford to dwell on it.

You say that now.

Yes I say that now. And you act like you're one to talk! Maybe I won't just move on right away, but I refuse to dwell on my failures. Never.

Fair enough. You talk about this Dreamworld match like it's just a brief stop in the road. Even your upcoming match against Reno Dumont is nothing serious to you. I think you underestimate the World's Finest.

I think I know what the World's Finest is capable of. And Reno Dumont? I've said it before. I'm sure he's a formidable opponent, but at the end of the day, I'll do anything to come out on top. Dreamworld is just something I have to attend for this title shot. I can't say how easy or hard it'll be. Hell, I don't even know who two thirds of my opponents are!

I know deep down, you care about the result. Your ego won't allow you to accept a loss. I know you won't just walk away from it. And I know you have an idea about those two "unknown" opponents. Don't lie to yourself, Jay.

Why are you assuming that we'll lose? I'll do my best to give our team the win. Drago and I get our title shots. Cash deserves the chance to get what he's owed as well.

Fair enough. Fair enough. We'll talk again, Jay.

No we won't.

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