Post by Seifer Black on Jun 28, 2014 18:01:19 GMT -5
I hate to advocate drugs, alcohol, violence, or insanity to anyone, but they've always worked for me.
Hunter S. Thompson
(Play this during the first segment)Hunter S. Thompson
Walking through history is a very humble experience for many, looking over the site of this memorial, a magnificent building once in its prime and was one of the only buildings to withstand the blinding light of that day that was maintained here in the wake of the events of history in an ever state of very slow decay, all in the name of memorial… I think to myself about how it must have felt to be in sight of such an awe inspiring power… So powerful that the scars on the land is seen even now, you can tell not many people visited this place when I looked upon a plaque on the wall nearby brushing it off to see written in Japanese “Hiroshima peace memorial”
Seifer: Ironic isn’t it?
Samael: What is my lord?
Seifer: People building or in this case turning once normal places into memorials celebrating man’s hostility to their own kind…
Samael: That is true my lord, why people would want to remember something like that is incredible…
Seifer: Its mankind’s way of trivialising power that they can’t understand and can barely control, they turn something that they should fear into something else that’s more acceptable to their own sensibilities…
Samael: Like many others in the past have tried to pass you off as something you are not my lord…
Seifer: Very true Samael, people pass me off as something lesser to hide their own insecurities, they don’t want to recognise what I truly am so they make their own insults or their own jokes…
Samael: Truly pathetic it is my lord…
Seifer: It is.
Realising how hot it is on this night I decide to take my coat off and place it on the ground next to me before walking into the memorial…
Samael: Would my lord want me to get the camera ready?
Seifer: Yes Samael that would be for the best…
Samael: I will do that right away sir…
As he is getting the camera ready I stare around the first room completely in darkness at the moment apart from the slither of moonlight that shone in through the front doorway.
Samael: Everything is ready my lord…
Seifer: Where is the light in this room?
Samael: I have placed candles around the room my lord…
Seifer: Right, now seal up the door Samael, we don’t need another hapless victim wandering in as I send my message…
Samael: Yes you are right again my lord, how should I seal up the doorway?
Seifer: There is black plastic sheeting and duct tape in the car…
Samael: I will do that now my lord…
As he walked out the room to go and get the material for the doorway I walked to the wall and sat against it my thoughts drifting back to the old place I used to call my home many a year ago, the home is not far away… Maybe Takamichi is still there… I should give him a visit when I am done here today…I am so far in my thoughts that I jump a little when I hear the ripping of the duct tape as I look up and see Samael blocking up the doorway, taking a deep breath I stand up as the rest of the light is shut from view…
Seifer: Let’s get this started shall we…
Samael: Of course my lord…
I look up and I see the little red dot suddenly come up on the camera, its show time…
Seifer: Welcome ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls it is I your Doomsday Prophet here once again…
I take the lighter out of my pocket and light the candle next to me illuminating my painted face in the glow from the candle, after letting it settle I pick it up in my gloved hand and start to walk around the room lighting the other candles…
Seifer: Here we are in a memorial place to remember what happens when humanity underestimates one of the ultimate powers in the world we live in, all of those lives lost because of a stubborn man on a high horse that didn’t want to give up…
As I light the last of the candles that are in the room the light from the candles illuminate a man tied to an old wooden chair, his hands and feet placed in vices… This man is dressed smartly with a black bag over his head… Even with the bag I know who it is…
Seifer: Purse, you clearly have no idea what you are talking about, you talk the talk but you have no idea what I am about do you… You are making a grave mistake the so called future, you are overlooking me…
Placing the candle down I walk over to the chair and take a hold of the handle of the vice and start to turn it, with each turn the man starts to scream in muffled pain as I hear the cracking of the bones in his hand as each one is crushed under the vice…
Seifer: You haven’t called me out since then, now I as myself why is that… If someone had me attacked I would be straight out there and calling the man out the next week but no you just sat there being a little bitch to the rest of pantheon because of what purse… Because no matter how much you want to ignore it I know I am in your head, after this I am willing to bet you will go on about how I am talking crap but I know better… You know I am going to be gunning for you come the pay per view and that enough is enough to be afraid…
Walking around the chair I get to the next vice on his other hand taking the cold metal of the handle and starting to turn as I hear the crunching noise of the bones in his hand as more muffled screams of pain fills the air…
Seifer: You dare to overlook me that’s one thing, but then you let your mouth carry on doing what you really shouldn’t do and that is talk…Who’s idea was it to throw this guy into the match you say, this guy is afraid of me you say… You should become a comedian with that sort of thinking which would probably be a better career choice for you right about now… Let’s set this all straight and clear right now shall we Purse…
I kneel down and take a hold of the next handle and turn it as the vice clamps down onto the man’s foot, with each turn it gets tighter and tighter as the crunching begins once again… Laughing with every turn the sounds of the bones breaking get drowned out by the man’s screams till I stop turning and the man begins to sob as I stand back up…
Seifer: I am not afraid of you Purse, why should I be? You talked about my match with your old pal Orbit, why don’t you ask him what it took to take me down for a ten count… Why don’t you ask him about the mental torment that I put the man through in just one short month… He will tell you the same thing that I am going to tell you now, I am not a man you want to fuck with because I will not only destroy you physically but mentally also in the wars that I love to wage, I have seen your mocking and your imitation’s and I do nothing but laugh at your puerile efforts to shock me, haven’t you heard I have lost my family now, they have been taken away from me by the hands of fate so now I have nothing to lose… I welcome death as an old friend and I will put even my life on the line this Sunday to make sure I end yours Purse, I will make you bleed, I shall make you feel more pain than you can humanly imagine and when you are crawling on broken legs I shall bring your end I promise you that …
I walk around and kneel down at the other foot starting to twist the crank to make the vice close hearing the crunching noises once again but the man only screams for a moment before suddenly passing out… I laugh a moment as I keep turning thinking the pain must have been too much for him…
Seifer: You have justified my choices more and more Purse, when that bell rings there shall be no Samael not Samuel by my side, I shall face you and make you bleed with my own hands, on top of everything else you are going to be walking into a match that I feel the most comfortable in, no holds barred and everything goes… I can be as sadistic as I like and the match won’t be stopped, I can’t wait for this match to come along because in all the blood and chaos I thrive and excel like no other… You are right Purse I want to make my mark on the WCF and I am going to do that by going through all its heroes one by one and leaving them in a pool of their own blood where they belong, you are going to be just the start Purse…
I walk around to the back of the chair and place my hands on the wheel that controls another part of the chair, turning the handle a metal spike is slowly pushing into his neck…
Seifer: Purse you need to prepare, like I said before I am going to be gunning for you the most in this match because unlike the others you are the closest one to a hero, I like to destroy hero’s hence I shall be destroying you…
I turn the handle a couple more times till the screams stop and the body in the chair goes limp… Laughing I pick up a candle off the wall and walk through the other doorway into the small corridor leading to a room which only has a couple of walls, and tied around the doorway by the wrists and ankles is a giant man wearing a mask…
Seifer: Oblivion… Now this is interesting…
I walk around him with a cold smile on my face at the verge of laughing as I think it all over…
Seifer: Another monster in the ring, now this I can’t wait for… There is very few people I consider near the same level of darkness that I am and you can consider yourself in that very small list, but there is one main difference between me and you…
Walking around to Samael he places the camera down for a moment and takes a wooden case out of a bag and hands it over to me, lifting the camera back up I open up the case and take out a katana from the inside of it…
Seifer: You seem to have lost something, you take too much time trying to make people laugh and it dilutes the monster inside, you are the god of insanity aren’t you? Then why don’t you show it to me Oblivion… SHOW ME THE ONE THAT MANY FEAR IN THIS COMPANY! I want you to bring the pain, bring the blood and bring the insanity you pride yourself in…
Unsheathing the sword in my hand I hold it out in front of me looking at my reflection in the blade before lowering it to my side…
Seifer: I look forward to a glorious war between you and I, doomsday versus insanity in a no holds barred blood bath where only the darkest will survive it shall be something people will speak of in reverence and fear in years to come and we shall be at the centre of it… But don’t think it’s going to end any other way when the dust settles, I shall be standing above the bodies of the others with the gold in hand and my glorious victory at blast assured…
I raise the sword up and I get ready to strike…
Seifer: I shall let no man or monster get in the way of my goals, I stand here announcing that I am going to be the next hardcore champion, I shall wade through the blood of my opponents to reach the gold at the end of my path, you want me to talk Oblivion, I hope this meets your standards because when the time comes I shall bring to you the pain you desire, I shall match you blow for blow and keep on fighting with a god honest smile on my face…
Swinging the sword down with all my might I place the blade at the top of the man’s head slicing downwards through his body closing my eyes against the blood spraying back at me. In a moment I hear the sound of the metal clinking against the bare floor of the room, with a smile I stand up and open my eyes as his blood is dripping off of me and the blade of the sword in my hand… Laughing I throw it to one side and turn to the camera…
Seifer: The future and a god so far, what else is there to come in this match… We shall have to wait and see…
I turn around and walk through the two halves of the body out of sight…
Every parting gives a foretaste of death, every reunion a hint of the resurrection.
Arthur Schopenhauer
Arthur Schopenhauer
(Play this during the next segment)
So many years have passed since I last walked these streets, so much of my history resides in this very city, some I rejoice in with my reminiscing and others send me further and further down my own circles of hell… It is where parts of my life came to fruition and where others have come to die… I walk these familiar streets and my soul is tearing me apart with the whirlwind of emotions that flood through at each and every memory that comes to mind, soon enough I find myself staring up at a building that I once called home.
Seifer: When I heard the news where the show was going to be I thought to myself it had been fate guiding me towards a purpose, maybe I need to be back here once again… I don’t know… Who am I even talking too…
Shaking my head I reach forward and press a button on the side of the gate to ring the bell, I wait a moment and a man’s voice through the intercom…
??: This is a private residence please leave or I will have to use force to make you leave…
Seifer: You can try…
With a click I hear a door open nearby and soon enough a man is standing there in a black suit looking at me with a stern look on his face…
??: Leave…NOW!
Seifer: Or what, youre going to make me leave… Don’t make me laugh…
At these words I saw him reach inside his jacket and taking the initiative I punch the guy on the nose breaking it and knocking him down to the ground in a pile…
Seifer: Please don’t tell me that’s all you have…
I kneel down and slap the guy around the face a couple of times as I hear the door open once again and a man shouting out at me…
??: LEAVE RIGHT NOW OR I WILL KILL YOU WHERE YOU STAND…
I smile as I recognise the voice; it’s my old friend…
Seifer: Now what way is that to talk to an old friend Takamichi san…
I straighten myself up and stare at a older man in his late 60’s pointing a rifle at my head, I can tell he’s looking at me closely and reaches up to get a light switch on the wall illuminating the front garden…
Takamichi: Seifer san?
Seifer: Yes it’s me…
Putting his gun down straight away walking quickly towards me to greet me…
Takamichi: I am so sorry Seifer san, if I had known I wouldn’t have…
Seifer: I know, it’s good to see you again old friend…
He opens his arms for an embrace which I give for a moment before letting go and both of us start to walk towards the old house…
Seifer: Aren’t you going to get someone to sort out that guy…
Takamichi: I will do, he’s only new here and obviously didn’t know who you where…
Seifer: He will do now…
We both laughed as we got to the front door, walking through as I take my shoes off in the hallway placing them in the corner before walking down the corridor…
Takamichi: I should have known you were going to visit my friend, its been way too long since you were last in Japan…
Seifer: Very true, I have missed the old place very much…
Before I can take another step I hear a voice cry out my name and before I can turn to see who it is I am knocked off my feet by a woman who leapt at me wrapping her arms around me, gaining my wits after I hit the ground I look up into a familiar face from many years ago…
Seifer: Lorelai…. Is that you?
Lorelai: Yep, I'm glad to see you haven’t forgotten me while you have been gone…
Flashing me a smile I remember the younger girl that greeted me that day many years ago, now she is a fully grown woman with wild bushy hair… As we lay here her on top of me the inferno known as Adrian started to kick in a little till…
Takamichi: Aren’t you going to let the poor guy up Lorelai?
Lorelai: Oh yeah… Oops sorry…
Standing up she straightened herself up and smiled as I stood up myself…
Lorelai: I was just so happy to see you again Seifer…
Seifer: Nice to see you too…
Takamichi: Come along to the main room, I want to hear what you have been up too since you have been gone…
We make our way through to the main room where I take a seat on the couch as Takamichi sits on the arm chair opposite and Lorelai sits on the couch with me and continues to stare at me like she’s listening intently on all my words as I tell them about my career since I left Japan… Both stayed quiet for the most part only stopping me to ask a small question or two till I got to the reason why I was here in Japan…
Takamichi: So you are working for the company WCF and you are in a match for their hardcore championship this week…
Seifer: Yep that’s about it.
Lorelei: That’s awesome how much you have seen and done over the years, wish I could have been there with you…
Seifer: It wasn’t all sunshine and lollypops I can promise you that, there’s been some dark times…
Takamichi: I can imagine, I wish I knew Shelly’s death came to her in these streets, I would have had the man hunted down and killed for his misdeeds…
Seifer: I managed to find him myself eventually, I have allready put that issue six feet under…
Lorelei: Where it belongs if you ask me, people like that make me sick… They have no beliefs just their own selfish pride…
Seifer: Too true.
Takamichi: I agree also… Lorelei can you do me a small favour…
Lorelei realising she was being spoken too turned around and faced Takamichi with a smile on her face…
Lorelei: Of course…
Takamichi: Can you leave us for a moment I wish to talk to Seifer san in private…
At this I can see her smile fade and a cute pout replaces it…
Lorelei: Aww come on Takamichi, I haven’t seen him in ages…
Takamichi: These are my wishes Lorelei and you will do as you are told, I am not an unreasonable man but I need to talk to Seifer san alone…
Seifer: We can catch up later.
Lorelei: Promise?
Seifer: Full promise…
Lorelei: Ok then, now you have promised…
She gives me a little hug before turning around and walking out the room closing the door behind her…
Takamichi: Always full of energy that one, always had eyes for you Seifer san…
Seifer: We had been through a lot together in the past… I assume you asked her out the room for other reasons apart from just normal chat… Is everything ok?
Takamichi: Well about the same as before really…
Seifer: How so, I thought that dispute was over with…
Takamichi: Some grudges never die so it seems but that’s not what I wanted to talk to you about.
Seifer: Then do tell Takamichi what would you like to talk about?
Takamichi: I have been watching your work lately, its becoming more and more dark over the time… I know of the demons that dwell inside of you Seifer san and I wanted to make sure they are not controlling you…
This took me back a little… I had to take a moment to think about my answer, I think he can tell but he waits patiently as I take a deep breath…
Seifer: I am not going to lie to you, it’s all a balancing act right now… Both sides are in play…
Takamichi: You are more powerful that way, I have always said you can’t ignore that side of you…
Seifer: I know Takamichi, I have kept your words of advice with me throughout many years…
Takamichi: I am glad you remembered the ramblings of an old man…
Seifer: They were not ramblings, you taught me a lot during my time here…
Takamichi: I am glad to hear… Seifer san I have a favour to ask of you…
Seifer: Name it…
Takamichi: I want you to take Lorelei with you when you leave Japan, she has seen little of the world and traveling with you I think will be perfect for her, like how I sent Samael to you before now…
Seifer: It would be an honour Takamichi…
Takamichi: Just promise to protect her…
Seifer: I shall…
Takamichi: I know you will, what else would I expect from my greatest enforcer…
We carry on talking for a short while longer till there is a knock at the door…
Takamichi: Come in.
With a creek I see Lorelei come back into the room…
Lorelei: I just thought I would let you know that the cook has dinner ready…
Takamichi: Brilliant, Seifer san I insist you stay for the week you are staying in Japan…
Seifer: Thank you so much, it will be great to be back here once again…
I stand up and join both Lorelei and Takamichi walking out the room and I cant help but shake the feeling that something big is going to be changing in my near future…
Whoever fights monsters should see to it that in the process he does not become a monster. And if you gaze long enough into an abyss, the abyss will gaze back into you.
Friedrich Nietzsche
Friedrich Nietzsche
(Play this during the next segment)
As I walk through this memorial further and further only hearing my boots on the cold concrete of the floor I think to myself what it means to be in true isolation and how it can be a blessing and a curse, the human condition requires companionship but rationality dictates you are better on your own, who knows the true answer to it all too which one or the other is better I really don’t know myself nowadays… These thoughts are pushed out of my head as I come across something illuminated by the moonlight… A big man tied to a table, dressed in blue jeans and a white shirt with the slogan “Why does no one find me funny” written across it in big black letters… With a fresh wave of anger I know who this is right away...
Seifer: Richards… You infantile waste of skin, I was more than happy to make this match a war of fists and weapons but no you had to go and run your mouth didn’t you again, again and again you run your mouth off and you talk about things you do not understand… But why should I be surprised that someone like you does not truly understand a true monster like myself…
I walk around the table staring down at the grotesque vision before me…
Seifer: Your little stunts may amuse others but I am afraid they do not amuse me, they are accommodating to the lowest common denominator and that just happens to be yourself, paying your little whores to play dress up and imitate your opponents… Really, don’t you think that it’s all been done before you cretin, the cat that you brought out in your five minutes of boredom had more brains than you do…
I walk around a little further with a look of disgust on my face thinking about it all more and more as I reach a table and start to organise the tools that are on there…
Seifer: You taunt me more and more about something I have never tried to hide, I am a killer I have no qualms in admitting that to you right now, but people like you are beneath me… I do enjoy my work however but that’s just human nature if you think about it really, throughout history humanities hostility towards itself is well documented over the years and I am just another page of the book of history, I am a page and you are going to be a mere footnote when the time comes… You wonder why the ones in Pantheon will not accept you Richards well isn’t it plain and simple to see… They didn’t accept you because even you don’t reach their low standards set to be able to join and the only joining conditions is to be able to answer what is two plus two…
I pick up what looks like a long needle in one hand and a hammer in the other and walk around to the head of the table…
Seifer: You keep on talking Richards, you carry on to calling me a pale imitation of Oblivion and that like Apocalypse and Crisis I shall fade away into nothing because I am not enough of a monster to hang with someone like you, don’t make me laugh… Oh wait you can’t… I am more monster than you could possibly imagine, you know Richards it’s been proven people take the piss out of what they are most afraid of in life and with all the shit you have slung my way in just the past week then I must come to the conclusion that even you in that peanut you call a brain understands how much of a threat I truly am… Please carry on having your fun at others expense for now, go and drink your zima and tequila and have a good time because when Blast comes around I shall be the one that laughs as I make you feel true terror and pain like you have never experienced in your life…
I place the needle point on the man’s forehead twisting it a little, not much just enough to break the skin and make the man flinch in pain…
Seifer: Your talking shall be your mistake and you underestimating me shall be your downfall… I look forward to the day we meet in the ring again because I now have a full reason to make you understand the powers that you are pissing off…
Placing the needle on the man’s forehead again I lift the hammer up and with a strong tap I tap it three times on both sides on his forehead near the temple boring through to the brain performing a full lobotomy…
Seifer: I shall let you live, but I shall leave you a broken shell of a man living inside of your own personal hell that you will never escape till your dying breath… I do enjoy to kill but you are not worth my effort so I shall say goodbye and good riddens…
Throwing the tools to one side I walk out the room and head up another corridor and up some stairs till I reach the top floor of the building, walking out I see a wooden cross the face of it illuminated by the moonlight… Walking around I knew only one person could be up here and reaching the other side I knew I was correct… A man with messy blonde hair with a cloth gag in his mouth, bare chested and wearing a pair of jeans… The current hardcore champion…
Seifer: Logan, to this day still you are a character that does nothing but perplex in all the wrong ways, you keep on winning and winning yet I do not see why… You carry on entertaining idle minds like Alexander Richards and look over worthy challenges, I do not understand Logan why do you do this… You make little sense but I give you some credit you are the hardcore champion establishing what the word means in your very lifestyle…
I pick up a whip off the table but it is not made out of rope, it is made out of barbed wire…
Seifer: A little birdy told me you like this Logan, you see I have been thinking more and more about what it is going to take to take the title away from you, a man that enjoys the pain almost as much as I do and you know what I have come up with…
I take a swing at Logan’s bare chest the barbs on the wire catching in his flesh and tearing out chunks of it as I pull it back making the man scream in muffled pain…
Seifer: The answer is simple, I need to make sure the sheer amount of pain I give you on Sunday will be too much for you to handle, I think… No I know I am more than ready for the task…
I take another swing at the man’s chest with the barbed wire whip the barbs catching into his flesh once again and more muffled screams follow as I tear it back out his chest once again the blood really starting to flow…
Seifer: You are the hardcore champion Logan and I respect that, I really do… But you have to realise something… I am not hardcore, I am a level above that I consider myself as Ultra-violent, you must have seen what I did to the world champion before and nothing stops me from doing the same to you come Blast…
I take one more swing at the man’s chest the barbs once again attaching to his skin, this time around I keep it there and walk around the cross wrapping the man up in the wire…
Seifer: I know what you are going to say, you are going to come along like the others and take the piss out of me, you are a clown with that face paint, you are a copycat of others, you will overlook and underestimate me also just like the others… I don’t know why you would look past someone like me, I am the most legitimate new threat you have here… Trilogy cup winner, I took Orbit to his limits and beyond… He had to take the chance on a move that could have ended his life if he got it wrong to be able to put me down for the ten count… What are you going to do Logan? How are you going to be able to beat a man that is willing to die for his own beliefs and his own cause… I am willing to do that don’t you understand that? I shall take you down and I shall head to ultimate showdown to face Orbit once again and this time I shall take the gold that eluded me last time all the while holding what shall be the Ultra-violent title belt above my head in its glory…
I smile a moment and walk towards the camera taking a hidden item from Samael and walking back to Logan with it by my side hidden from the cameras view…
Seifer: You are the champion Logan… With a bullet and a trigger with a target on your head I will get you right between the eyes…
Lifting my arm I reveal a nine millimetre pistol with a silencer and I point it straight at him…
Seifer: Right between the eyes you are better off dead…
As I pull the trigger Samael puts his hand over the camera lens sending everything to black and a sickening sound can be heard of the bullet going through the mans skull and hitting the wood…
Seifer: Logan, Richards, Oblivion, Purse… You have all been warned and you would be wise to heed these words, I am not going to Blast to lose… Sorry about that but tis the truth of the situation… Through me the way is to the city dolent; Through me the way is to eternal dole;
through me the way among the people lost. Justice incited my sublime creator; created me divine omnipotence, the highest wisdom and the primal love. Before me there were no created things, only eterne, and I eternal last. All hope abandon, ye who enter in the ring with me, pay heeds to these words for they are the words of the Doomsday Prophet Seifer Black… All those that ignore this gospel shall fade to black…
As I finish talking I motion to Samael to switch off the camera and we leave this place, my mind set on the path I am to take, through all the pain, blood and tears to come I shall prevail and win the hardcore title, I have seen it in my dreams and I will give my life to make it a reality…
However great an evil immorality may be, we must not forget that it is not without its beneficial consequences. It is only through extremes that men can arrive at the middle path of wisdom and virtue.
Wilhelm von Humboldt
Wilhelm von Humboldt
