At a local bar you see "The Essential" he's sipping a water with a lemon slice. He, waves the camera over. His eyes a calculated bit of coldness.

"I've did it I guess. Maybe I expected to then get my hand raised twice but I was cocky. But, I went out like a chump I guess. My trials haven't been what I expected to be honest. Maybe, I expected a challenge nonetheless there's only one step left in my quest to prove myself to Point. I don't want to be spoon fed anybody. And, I don't want to be a third wheel. I want your worst son of bitch to beat me senseless and I'll scream NOOO!! When, they want me to give up. As this is more than my body taking the damage. My mind and spirit's sheer willpower won't Quit. I refuse to QUIT...."

EC3 wearily gets up from his bar stool. The wary IWF star goes to put a quarter into the JukeBox. He smiles at the camera.

"Nothing is as it seems. You've been played for fools. While all of you worry about my well being it damages my potential. The quest for my Holy Grail seat with Wrestling Gods in the Narrative guides me. So do not dare think of me as a Child. I have been battered,bruised and hospitalized but I'm still here. I'm like this Quarter and the Ring is this Jukebox. Together we make Sweet....Sweet...Music. And, that alone warrants success."

EC3 puts the quarter in the slot. The camera statics before you know the song that plays.