The CLASH Womenβs Championship is on the line as the self-proclaimed greatest technical wrestler on the planet, ππππ€π§π ππππ π€πͺ defends against The Emerald Child, πππ―πͺπ π€ ππͺππ.
So with the adversity I have had to overcome whether anyone wants to acknowledge it or not, I am the hero of this story, I was the savior that Clash needed and now I will be itβs destroyer as I once again dismember and eviscerate a woman that Iβve already defeated
I fought and fought and guess what I came out on top. I won a tournament, became the FIRST and ONLY Womenβs Intercontinental Champion. I then got the man who doubted me fired, and took the position that I should have always had.
There have been ups and downs, I went from running through all the competition and being undefeated to being beaten by a spoiled little brat while this dying company tried to deny me of my rightful spot as the GM and the top of the company.
I am goddamn tired of having to go through hoops, and having to prove myself over and over.
Put up or fucking shut up, you're going to break either way.