On stage is now a man, in his late 20s, with neon green hair, built like a bodybuilder rather than a powerlifter. He has markings on his body, showing the hardship of his entertaining of the masses that collect in high school gyms and bingo halls. All of which are faked for this actor, but the costume artists did their best. He even wore old pair of black jeans Oz had, that had the letters G on the right outer thigh, T on the left outer thigh.

"I had been tapped from the independent sewage system I was a big fish inside of, and plucked into a new one. The XWF. It wasn't time for me to appear, but there was hints that someone new was coming to the company, in October of 2014. The person who changed my life, now blossoming into a beautiful woman that ANY man would love to have clung to his arm, would have what would be our last conversation. Some of you know this story. However, during that time, we had some of the most... unusual magical people. So it wasn't a forever nap, right Alysia? Instead, this conversation would be the last for months. This, is how it went."

He stepped back, curtain falling in front of him. A few minutes went by, and when the curtain raised once more. It's Oswald, sitting in a disgusting looking chair. It looked as if no one had paid attention to it for many years. The background showing a dilapidated apartment. He sat there, pulling out what looks like an iPhone 4S. A couple presses, and the sound of a phone being called.

Ring ring... ring ring... ring ring... ring ring... ring ring... ring ring...

The voice of a woman sounding out

"You've reached Alysia! I may be not near my phone, so please leave a message after the beep Ozzy!"

She giggled and the sound of a beep would reverberate through the theatre.

"Hey Allycat! It's Ozzy! I just got signed to a big promotion! I'm going to be part of the Xtreme Wrestling Federation! I can't wait to get big. You won't have to keep w- Sorry, getting another call. I'll talk to you soon sweetheart! Love you! Got something big to talk to you after we celebrate!"

The lights then dimmed, as a man's voice sounded on the speakers.

"Am I speaking to a Mr. Sephtis?"

"This is he, yes."

"Do you know a woman named Alysia Yo?"

"Yuh, not Yo. Yes, I do know her."

The lights began to get dimmer, and dimmer

"I hope you're sitting down, because I have some very... unfortunate news, sir."

The lights on the stage go off, a dim spotlight now shines on 'Oz'.

"Wh... what do you mean? Did someone hurt her?! Did she get in trouble for something?!"

"Sir... She was found, dead. From a drunk driving accident."

The sound of a low buzzing sound, as well as a high pitch overlain over it, as the man's voice is drowned out eventually by the sound

"Mister Sephtis? Are you still there?"

"I'm going to hang up now if this is some twisted fucking joke! Tell me you're goddamn joking so this can be the end!"

"I'm... sorry sir. This isn't a joke."

"I'll... make arrangements for her... Thank you for telling me..."

On stage, as the sound of the phone call ended played. That's when 'Oz' began to tear up, seemingly hyperventilating only to shoot right up off the chair and letting out a loud roar of anger, anguish, a broken heart as props on stage began to be broken by the force of 'Oz' letting out his fury until he collapses onto his knees, upper body seemingly trembling, heaving as he sobbed hard. Red started to pour from his hands. He had 'cut' his hands in the middle of breaking things in the also broken 'apartment'.

"Alysia... I just... I just talked to you last night!"

His body heaving as he cried heavily

"No... no, no, no, no... NOOOOO!!! Not... not so soon!!! I..."

He slowly began to stand, hands still dripping the blood from his fingertips as he walked over to a small table and opened its drawer. Blood coating the box. Oswald's camera worked with the tech crew so that when it's opened, is the most extravagant ring and shown to the mostly empty theatre.

Oz himself, got up and moved to the stage while the curtain dropped as the actor continued to silently heave in his grief, in his pain as Oswald spoke

"That night, I dedicated my career, my very life to your memory. One magical fuck brought you back, and since then, no matter how angry I get at my opponents, no matter what bullshit comes my way, I fight. I fight for my life. I fight for you. I fight, for our child."

A different spotlight now shone upon Oz, as his camera seemingly swirled around him and stopped as he stared straight towards it.

"You people know my story now, before I started here. You know my life. You know the major parts of my story that wasn't recorded. And that is why you people will never keep me down, no matter what you fucking do. Because I do this shit not just for the love of the game, but because of the love I lost and got back, because of this company.

Some of those who are no longer here, want me to jump ship. Want me to fight others. Want me to leave.

This company has given me everything, and not a GOD DAMN THING will ever keep me from working here. You will have to fucking PUT ME IN THE GROUND to stop doing this shit, or I will come back. I will be better. I will demolish you people.

So, on the honor of my wife, my daughter and my beloved parents... I will win."