Post by Lynx on Feb 3, 2019 15:58:27 GMT -5
To say that I woke up, would be a lie..
..it felt more like being born, or at least, I felt the way I imagined being born would feel. I gasped for air and almost screamed as I did.
I stood halfway up and looked around
It was dark
Almost too dark for being so early in the morning..
And it was quiet
Maddeningly, unstoppably, graveyard quiet.
I stood up and started getting dressed. My usual morning run was on. Time to get ready and steady for the days to come…
***
It had been a long night, the night before, too long and worrisome to spend without having a drink or two bottles of wine.
Well, actually, theoretically, it would have had to be a fine evening filled with joy and happiness.
His debut in HOSS had been excellent
And
The great news about Maximum Japan actually not closing its doors forever, had had to be two actual reasons to be happy and joyful.
Yet, he was a bit worried, to be honest.
He was back on the road as himself
No Pseudonym to hide his real name behind
No mask to cover his face
He was standing tall as a true blue original fighter with a real name and a real persona. Everyone and their mothers would now know who he really was. All his actions and shortcomings would now weight on his shoulders. Everyone would now point at Eron Hunter
Not Vagabond
Not Lynx
Eron Fuckin´Hunter
The son of a multimillionaire
The Bachelor degree in Psychology
Assistant of a board of directors in a renowned Firma
Everything would be there for everyone to see, now that he had no nickname and no mask to hide behind.
The bad mouths would start ranting again.
Tellin´ everyone that all he had achieved was because of who he was and not because of his skills
Ranting that he was born with a golden spoon in his mouth and that all he had was handed to him because of his surname.
Well…
He had actually proved them wrong
not once
but twice
and now he would prove them wrong thrice.
He would fight his heart out, just like he had always done.
It was time to fight again, time to defend who he was and what he had achieved. It was a new era for some
Eron Hunter, reborn
HOSS newborn
MJPW returning to life…
Rebirth of a way of being
Rising from the ashes, like the legendary Phoenix has done a plethora of times in mythology
A new chapter in the lives of many
Fans
Federations
Fighters
They all would start getting ready for the new chapter in their lives. New chapter filled with new challenges for each and every one of them.
New challenges
New Duties
New Fights
Old opponents, at least some times.
His first fight in the newborn MJPW would be against Markham, Ravenna and Ikeda
He had heard about the first, defeated the second and he knew high hopes were there for the third.
Markham, what was there to add about this fighter, other than the fact that he was an outstanding opponent?
A fighter that had managed to hold a prestigious title in the now defunct, or at least mutated, Lions Road. A federation always considered the cream of the crop when it came to the fighters that fought in it. A great fighter that had proved himself in the toughest proving grounds..
..well, he, Eron was not intimidated by this challenge. Was he not a champion himself, in a federation that was second to none as far as talent goes?
MJPW stood not an inch behind Lions Road when It came down to competition and Eron Hunter was riding the wave of success in this federation for what seemed an eternity now.
Markham would be an outstanding opponent
But that was all he was. Nothing less nothing more but a challenge to overcome, and Eron Knew for a fact that this challenge could be overcomed.
And then there was Chris Ravenna
A skilled fighter, nothing more and nothing less
Yet he knew he could beat Ravenna at any given time. This man had truly too much on his plate right now and Eron had proved to him once that the lack of focus when fighting the “ Lynx” was a major backdraw
It was a new Era
But skilled fighters from the previous one were still here
Reinventing themselves
Rising like a Phoenix
…Fight…
..it felt more like being born, or at least, I felt the way I imagined being born would feel. I gasped for air and almost screamed as I did.
I stood halfway up and looked around
It was dark
Almost too dark for being so early in the morning..
And it was quiet
Maddeningly, unstoppably, graveyard quiet.
I stood up and started getting dressed. My usual morning run was on. Time to get ready and steady for the days to come…
***
It had been a long night, the night before, too long and worrisome to spend without having a drink or two bottles of wine.
Well, actually, theoretically, it would have had to be a fine evening filled with joy and happiness.
His debut in HOSS had been excellent
And
The great news about Maximum Japan actually not closing its doors forever, had had to be two actual reasons to be happy and joyful.
Yet, he was a bit worried, to be honest.
He was back on the road as himself
No Pseudonym to hide his real name behind
No mask to cover his face
He was standing tall as a true blue original fighter with a real name and a real persona. Everyone and their mothers would now know who he really was. All his actions and shortcomings would now weight on his shoulders. Everyone would now point at Eron Hunter
Not Vagabond
Not Lynx
Eron Fuckin´Hunter
The son of a multimillionaire
The Bachelor degree in Psychology
Assistant of a board of directors in a renowned Firma
Everything would be there for everyone to see, now that he had no nickname and no mask to hide behind.
The bad mouths would start ranting again.
Tellin´ everyone that all he had achieved was because of who he was and not because of his skills
Ranting that he was born with a golden spoon in his mouth and that all he had was handed to him because of his surname.
Well…
He had actually proved them wrong
not once
but twice
and now he would prove them wrong thrice.
He would fight his heart out, just like he had always done.
It was time to fight again, time to defend who he was and what he had achieved. It was a new era for some
Eron Hunter, reborn
HOSS newborn
MJPW returning to life…
Rebirth of a way of being
Rising from the ashes, like the legendary Phoenix has done a plethora of times in mythology
A new chapter in the lives of many
Fans
Federations
Fighters
They all would start getting ready for the new chapter in their lives. New chapter filled with new challenges for each and every one of them.
New challenges
New Duties
New Fights
Old opponents, at least some times.
His first fight in the newborn MJPW would be against Markham, Ravenna and Ikeda
He had heard about the first, defeated the second and he knew high hopes were there for the third.
Markham, what was there to add about this fighter, other than the fact that he was an outstanding opponent?
A fighter that had managed to hold a prestigious title in the now defunct, or at least mutated, Lions Road. A federation always considered the cream of the crop when it came to the fighters that fought in it. A great fighter that had proved himself in the toughest proving grounds..
..well, he, Eron was not intimidated by this challenge. Was he not a champion himself, in a federation that was second to none as far as talent goes?
MJPW stood not an inch behind Lions Road when It came down to competition and Eron Hunter was riding the wave of success in this federation for what seemed an eternity now.
Markham would be an outstanding opponent
But that was all he was. Nothing less nothing more but a challenge to overcome, and Eron Knew for a fact that this challenge could be overcomed.
And then there was Chris Ravenna
A skilled fighter, nothing more and nothing less
Yet he knew he could beat Ravenna at any given time. This man had truly too much on his plate right now and Eron had proved to him once that the lack of focus when fighting the “ Lynx” was a major backdraw
It was a new Era
But skilled fighters from the previous one were still here
Reinventing themselves
Rising like a Phoenix
…Fight…
