(A New Level. A New Day. Twenty years of dedicated and well respected tag team legacy and skill leads this player one on the game board to a new destination. An Elite talent now ready to soar to new heights.)
↺ + ♡
(Causing Chaos for so long no matter the journey has led him to the top spot, a place where the big boys play. But within that long line of names on that family tree comes the black sheep looking to make his own herd.)
↺ + ♡
(As the roots to his own family tree wilter and fade, Consider the now once Street Champion a new man, enjoying the world and seeing the sights of his past transgressions anew. Though the dominance has not faded from his soul, the aggressive nature still beats.)
↺ + ♡.
(Just a fraction of greatness couldn't be simply transmitted from this pristine god of professional wrestling, taking the time to craft something this genuine couldn't be possibly redone. That is simply why the Cleaner is blessed to be at the top of his game.)
↺ + ♡
Because at the end of the day, it’s only been personal for one of us. You don’t admire me? That's acceptable to me. You don't care at all about the advice I give? Every individual has their preferences. None of that really matters to me anyways.
He’s allowed two decades of bitterness toward me to distort his judgement, and I occupy his thoughts because of it. I will not only humiliate him in front of his friends and his family, but I'll also provide him with more reasons to despise me in doing so.
Kevin Owens remains the same individual he was two decades ago. He isn't prepared to change and grow as I have since returning here to world wrestling entertainment. I’ve improved at every turn, and deep down, he despises that reality because he knows how true it’s been.
EXCLUSIVE: After he single-handedly ruined the Undisputed WWE Championship Match between @CMPunk and @FightOwensFight, Canada’s @SamiZayn gets shouted out of the arena in Toronto.
You can call me phony and performative, that everything I say is an act, but none of that matters.
Not 2006.
Not ROH.
All that matters is you, me, and the bell. You’re fighting because of something that happened twenty years ago, but I’m fighting because of what happens next.
That’s a long time to rent space in somebody else’s head but I’m not the same person I was twenty years ago.
I got better.
I learned.
I lost.
I won.
I made mistakes.
I paid for them.
I left.
I came back.
But at the end of the end of the day, all that made me… well, me.
He remembered the locker room. He remembered what I said. He remembered being the young guy trying to make a name for himself while I was the guy at the top. And apparently he’s spent the last two decades keeping score while I barely remembered he even existed.
The time for talking will come to an end tomorrow night; two of the best will collide in the ultimate battle to see who truly deserves to be the one walking with the Undisputed WWE Championship. Take my advice and start learning the lyrics to Cult of Personality, pal.