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~There are great obstacles in life that every man must overcome. Obstacles of decision, obstacles of loss, obstacles even of money. These obstacles come without remorse or much reward, but when one is overcome, it can almost inevitably be surmised that another will come. Another of the same persuasion, only slightly more challenging than the last. These obstacles must and will be overcome in the man's life, or he will regress into a sniveling coward, unable to face life with his head up.~
Ichabod leans his head back against the seat of the Monster. He has just finished reading the card for Malice. He is to face another member of Dark Force, Gian Azag- who cares?
So it seems my current agenda here is to one by one work my way through the Dark Force. So be it. It will make good my statements about them. That they are nothing but a bunch of damned hypocrites. Gian, just like your friends, you preach about and follow what you believe is God, but witness his power by shedding the blood of your enemies. Your approach to God reminds me of Malachi from Children of the Corn. In the name of He Who Walks Behind the Rows, you spill blood upon the road that is your walk to the top of WoW. Well, just like Malachi, you will fall to the power of a man, a real man, because you and the Dark Force are just a bunch of children, who hide behind not rows of corn, but rows of trees in that shack. That is what is left of them after Steve burned the fuckin forest all to hell.
Ichabod starts up the engine and drives. He makes his way along Beach Front Drive and looks at the hotels. The promise of snow in South Carolina this week had nearly abandoned the hotels, and Ichabod enjoyed the free access he had to the usually crammed road. How ironic that Jack Frost had only touched certain parts of the state, and only very lightly.
Rage was the first in what has become my mission to take out the entire Dark Force. You will be the second. I will give you the warnings as I gave him. If the Dark Force interferes, there will be hell to pay. You face me alone, and I face you alone. None of this nonsense from your brother. If you can't handle that, then stay the hell out of my ring. I know you won't be as easy to beat as he was, but that doesn't mean that you are going to win. I have a goal clearly in sight. A goal to make myself, and not your pitiful stable, the number one dominating force in this business. You are merely an early challenge which I must overcome to get there. When a man like me has a goal in mind, he is determined to get there. I will not be overcome like the sins you fight so hard. I will not be put away like the simple truths about your religion that you try to hide so that it suits your purposes. You don't speak much, and you mostly stay behind the scenes. Well I am going to drag you out and expose you for what you are, and that is an embarassment to this business. All your weaknesses all your flaws, they will be shown to the world at Malice. You will be the next one crushed under my boot, Gian, and one by one the Dark Force will fall, and that includes your false prophet Brimstone. So continue to follow his ass, continue to be blind. It will be so much more fun when I wake your ass up with a Bitch Thump and you realize that all this time you were a sheep in a fucked up design for domination orchestrated by a fool. Then what will you do? Beg forgiveness of your God? Beg mercy of me? Well it will never come, not the one, and not the other. Prepare for the end, ya fuckin choad!
Ichabod pulls into a hotel and parks in the garage. He walks into the building to check out the gym and see what kind of facilities they have there. Hey, he doesn't spend every waking hour in Steve's little funhouses.