The man who turns everything into a gold.

04.09.19 Miami, Florida

*After the show, Arata had to pack his things as soon as possible to make it on time to the last flight to Osaka that day. He wanted to cut himself off as quickly as he can from everything that had happened in Miami in recent weeks and finnaly spend some time in family home. Family was always a very high priority for him, so he felt bad when he didn't come back to Japan for a long time. Although he didn't have good memories with the city itself, he was returning there to see his brother and mother. At first he wanted to offer them to move to a better place, because he was able to pay for them, but his mother categorically refused. She always wanted to be independent and work for herself, but Arata probably had this habit, because of her. In spite of his good intentions, he could not force them to do that and he had to accept such a decision.

Before he went to the airport, he had to go back to the hotel where he always stayed when he was here to pick up the rest of his things. Then he called for a taxi, which was supposed to bring him at Miami International Airport. When they were driving through the city the taxi driver tried to talk to him, but Arata almost didn't listen to him. Not because he wanted to be rude, he just couldn't concentrate on what he was talking about. Recently, a lot has happened in his career and he tried to somehow collect his thoughts. At some point, the man just began to look at the busy streets of the city behind the car window and start summing up in his minds all those things, which tormented him for several days.*

„I don't know if I should have made that decision. Maybe it is a new chance, but also a new obligation. However, does it matter? I never wondered if I could overwork myself, because work is the only thing I've ever had. Physical or mental is work anyway. I just learned from a young age that if you don't earn something for yourself, nobody will give you anything. It's sad, but in the eyes of many people, if you have nothing to offer them, you are just worthless. That's how this shit world works. At first they treat you like trash, but when you finally start to surpass them in the rankings, they greet with you on the street. And so it is everywhere like that. Not only in everyday life, but also in work. But I don't want to identify with this system. The only thing I want to do is to make my position from the beginning. I did it in two other federations and I intend to do so in the new one. Even if I hesitated to sign the contract, it wasn't because I didn't believe in my skills, because all what happened during this year, has shown me that wherever I go, I'm always in the spotlight. It was about responsibility, duty and more enemies. Because even if I'm not looking for friends, enemies are everywhere. Some matters are personal to me, others not, but what matters is that there are people, who try to cut your wings at every step you do. And I have enough such people in my life, even though I'm not in serious wrestling for too long. Therefore, maybe this new chapter in my career will be good. It is always good to get a blank card without all the shit that is already surrounding you from all sides. This doesn't mean that it will not be there, but for a moment it will be a peace in my new place. However, after the first gong, everything will return to the normal terms. There are people who respect other people's successes despite jealousy, but there are also those who can't stand it. Unfortunately, this first type of people is difficlut to meet, so I have to fight a group of conceited and selfish jerks absolutely everywhere. I start to think that it's some kind of standard. But in fact, it is not impossible to live like that and probably everyone who has spent some time in this industry knows about it. You can not worry about people who do not see the difference between a bit sassy talk and a bunch of insults. Usually, a simple lack of class is the only thing they have to offer, but..” - His thoughts were interrupted by the taxi driver's voice.

„Bad day, Sir?” The man looked at Arata, then back at the road.

„A lot of work.” The young Japanese answered and then sighed.

05.09.19 Osaka, Japan

*In the evening, his older brother, Naoki, visited Arata's family home. They have always had a very good relations. It can be said that they were not only brothers, but also friends. The younger man was glad that Naoki had a moment to talk to him. If he hadn't come, Arata would have understood, he had just came home from work. But now they are both sitting on the grass at the back of the house, and on Arata's lap lies an old mongrel, which they found in a cardboard box several years ago. The men have already talked for half an hour, but actually about nothing important. Naoki began to see that Arata was a little stressed and tried to comfort him. He thought he knew what was in his brother's head.*

„Don't worry so much. I know you don't really like all this shit with Arkham, but..” Naoki didn't even finish his sentence, because Arata interrupted him.

„It's not about him. My whole life isn’t only about this jerk. Although looking at how often I see his stupid face, you can think it is different. But this time it is not about him and not about anyone specific. It's about me.” Naoki looked at him questioningly, so Arata took a deep breath and continued „I got a new offer.”

„And you didn't tell us anything?” The older brother was a little surprised because they never had secrets. All in all, the new contract was not a secret, but Arata preferred to settle his affairs first and then tell his family about it.

„Because I wasn't sure if I wanted to accept this offer. On the one hand, I don't want to stand still, I want to develop, and on the other, with each subsequent step bigger mess surrounds me. You can see it yourself. And for several days I was wondering if I should choose comfort, which I don't have too much, or the desire to increase my success. And, please, don't look at me in anticipation, because I'm sure you know what my decision is. Maybe I'm stupid, but I can't miss another chance. I know that if I rejected this contract then I would regret it.” The man looked at the ground while was stroking the dog’s ear.

„I know that too many negative people, in your life, can overwhelm you a bit now, but you have always dealt with it. Why should it be different now? You don't even know how happy I am that you have another chance to develop.” Naoki smiled slightly „Don't think too much about other people. Focus on yourself and what you want. Besides, you shouldn't worry about them, because they should worry about you. You are no longer a kid who got the long-awaited chance in a big industry. You've been the champion a few times, you've beaten one of the best wrestlers in the bussines, you've main evented shows. You know that wherever you appear you are successful and it will be the same here. Sooner or later you'll be the top in this new place. By the way, you didn't tell me with what federation you've signed.”

„Wrestleworld. They are new in the business, but they have managed to sign several well-known names.”

„It's even better, Arata. You will be able to help build this place from the very beginning. And such people are remembered. Just do what you always do and it will be fine.” His brother always tried to support him, no matter what happened.

*However, Arata knew it wasn't that easy. He was already part of one of the federations that was taking their first steps. It wasn't a problem for him, because he had a great time, but he understood how difficult it is to attract new fans and promote themselves on the market, and this will be the main goal for the federation in the near future. His goal will be to stabilize on the best position from the very beginning. But that involved getting to know these new people as athletes. The truth is that to determine your chances and abilities in comparison to the others, you need to know with who you are dealing with. And even if Arata saw a few of them on television, it's never the same as facing someone face to face.*

06.09.19 Osaka, Japan

*The camera catches a man in one of the local pubs. Dressed in a gray suit, white shirt and brown leather shoes, the blond sits on a comfortable dark red sofa. He is also wearing sunglasses and a gold watch is visible on his wrist. In front of him stands a wooden table, on which there is also a glass of a wine. However, behind him in the background you can also see a group of elegantly dressed people.*

I remember when I took my first steps in serious wrestling. I always knew that when it comes to skills and athleticism, I have everything, but as you know, there is some hierarchy everywhere. At first I thought I would have to fight for some kind of bigger chance for a long time, no matter how good I was. But what surprised me, of course positively, is that my debutant match was the contendership opportunity. I wasn't the only one, who didn't expect it. My opponent from that match is still crying on television, that the guy from nowhere took his long-awaited chance. But is that true? Nah, I have worked my whole life for opportunity like that and someone noticed it. People said I got it because "hey, this boy has inspiring story", but the truth was completely different (The man takes off his glasses and puts his forearms on his knees, slouching slightly) I got this chance, because the bosses knew that I had everything that every  wrestler can dream of. They knew I could be the face and future of the promotion. However, the future quickly turned into the present. I moved faster and faster until I got to the top. A nice story about a boy from a poor home that was successful, wasn't it? Should it be enough for me, huh? Maybe some would be satisfied, but not me. Despite the fact that I can look back with pride and see how it all went, I always wanted more. That’s why it didn't end in one place, because there is still a lot to achieve. There were new promotions, a new fights for a worthy place in company, and finally I came to the Wrestleworld. I came as hungry for success as in the beginning, and maybe even more. Anyway, you know that when you taste the glory it is hard to free yourself from this feeling, but it was never just about wearing belts around my weist. The truth is that it is not the belt that defines the champion, but the champion defines the belt. I met many people, who were veiling behind gold, were claiming to be the best, but the only thing that gave them prestige was the worthless piece of metal they carried with them. They wanted the title to make them important, but I wanted to make the title important. And what I can assure you is that if I put my hands on one of these fancy belts, then you will be proud of the person you see, because I will defend it like a lion. You know, I have a big heart to fight and proof to confirm my words is that I was the best Spirit Champion in history, but now there is no point in talking about the past when a new chapter begins. Now I got a new blank card and it depends only on me how I fill it up.

*Arata combs his hair and then smiles slightly.*

But on my path will be new people. Oh..They are always there. And my relationship with them depends on themselves. Don't get me wrong. I am not looking for friends, but what I can promise you is that if someone reaches hand out to me to help me, I will definitely offer the same thing sooner or later. However, if someone starts to fight with me with fire, they can expect the same from me. I didn't come here to play some stupid games, I came here to make my mark all over the world and that's the only thing that interests me. If anyone wants to fight a battles with me, I don't mind, but they should know that I always win wars (He takes a deep breath) I am no longer a child. That poor kid turned into an ashes, and from it I created the man of success, who I am now. It is not without reason that people call me "The Self Made-Man", but it is a story for another conversation. What I want to say at the end is that I'm not going to take the step back and I don't care who they put in the ring against me. It can even be one of the architects. I am here to achieve my goal, and when I really want something, it is not so easy to stop me. You can now say, that I should choose my words more carefully, but I waited too long to finally gain my voice and when I have it, it is not so easy to shut my mouth. And I will talk about it loudly, because Wrestleworld should be grateful that they have someone like me, because I am a man who turns, everything he touches, into gold.

*The screen fades and  the inscription "Arata Asakura coming soon" appears at the end.*