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Post by Deleted on Mar 4, 2016 16:04:38 GMT
We find ourselves in a dark room as a shaky camera just flows a few inches above ground. It stops as we see the wrestling boots of the masked sheriff himself, El Proscrito. Telling from our standpoint, he is standing by a wall.
"There are questions floating around myself. Who... is... El Proscrito?"
He sighs.
"Who am I? What are my motives? What really, truly brought me to Pollomania? Those questions... I have to left unanswered. It's not because of me, my ego or anything like that. Believe me... it is all that much better for you if you just don't know. The fact of the matter is, a simple man with a face just like any other is just one of the many. A masked individual has something... supernatural to him. He can be a force beyond men, a true phenom of the promotion. A mortal man is no threat, but a faceless phenom can be the force that everyone respects and fears. You still want to question who I am? Because as far as I am concerned..."
A small mirror that El Proscrito has been holding in front of him falls to the ground and breaks.
"...You don't want to know."
The scene fades to static.
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