*Somewhere, in a secret room somewhere in BITW...
The wall is covered in monitors. Each of them focused on a particular wrestler as they unwittingly go about their business, unaware that they are all being watched. Scrutinized.
Sitting in front of the screens, a small man clad in black rests in a large black leather chair, watching each screen with vested interest.
Beside him, a woman dressed in business attire with violet trim watches as well while taking notes on her tablet. *
Archer Black: Best In The World. These people have come from everywhere in the wrestling world to prove that they are the Best In The World. And to think, Virgo...
They all came for nothing.
They believe that they know what it means to be Best In The World. It's so fucking silly. That... is the question of the day.
*Archer grabs a microphone... *
The wall is covered in monitors. Each of them focused on a particular wrestler as they unwittingly go about their business, unaware that they are all being watched. Scrutinized.
Sitting in front of the screens, a small man clad in black rests in a large black leather chair, watching each screen with vested interest.
Beside him, a woman dressed in business attire with violet trim watches as well while taking notes on her tablet. *
Archer Black: Best In The World. These people have come from everywhere in the wrestling world to prove that they are the Best In The World. And to think, Virgo...
They all came for nothing.
They believe that they know what it means to be Best In The World. It's so fucking silly. That... is the question of the day.
*Archer grabs a microphone... *




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