The sound of a clock’s gears would play out, slowly, whispers echoing after each click of a gear. Before long, the slowing click would be accompanied by lights out with only the ring bearing any light. With each click now, the edge of the ring would be engulfed in a shadow. As the shadow neared the center, a blue light would shine in place. Each click would sound out before the entire ring would be enshrouded in shadow with the blue light forming the face of Moxcy. The playful laughter would echo all around the building white lights would return, lighting up the four posts to create a particular effect..
“How does one combat a titan…? As in the eyes of the beast only sees what exists below their feet, everything must seem rather small.A monstrosity that seeks a challenge he wishes to be worthy of his time, throwing away all chains and restraints to quench an unsettling thirst..” a hushed voice of the Eclipse rang out. “There’s an old proverb: Careful what you wish for. Your wish is specific, yet remains so vague. Leaving a challenge opened to anyone. Do you wish to be seen that much? Not only do I see you… You’ve let me in,” he spoke out with the whispers returning and the famed Blue Moon of Lotus appearing on the screen, the eyes of Moxcy over the moon and staring down at Bison.
“Seven feet tall, three hundred seventy-five pounds. Your own brand, an alpha male among elite. You proudly stand above all as the titan as you are, yet you failed to even consider what lies above. You hold a title of Final Boss to a game that no one wishes to play. The dreams you’re living? Shall you cling to them? Or awaken to something new? These are the doors opened to you now, Bison Mbadi, and your time is up…” the voice spoke out as the moon would be eclipsed over by a shadow. A few seconds, the shadow would crack and shatter to unveil the Totality Eclipse with a far more sinister
Moxcy in center place of the darkened sphere. The laughter that rang out now was more deeper, darker.
“I’m here…”All lights would fade out with white lights shining along the outlines of the entrance, ramp, flooring, and ring.
Finally, Avantasia’s The Toy Master would play out with the spotlight soon hitting the newly
refreshed Eclipse that is GBL. The man dawned in black and white, no longer coated by either blue, red, or even purple would begin a slow paced walk to the ring, white irises never leaving the target in the ring. Walking up the steel steps, he’d climb up to the second rope at the side of the turn buckle, a foot moving to the third rope. A cross taunt to pose before leap down to the ring eyes back on Bison. A rather small grin came to this Eclipse, the eerie eyes not failing to look away from this titan. The lights would return to normal with a final laugh from Moxcy as the music faded out.
This was indeed WrestleMania, and who knew the magic of it more than one that’s performed miracles such as GBL? Removing the vest that held the image of the new Moxcy, he’d toss it off to the side. A man that reached only six, two with two hundred ten pounds to his name, he knew how much he was giving up, but he’d no stranger to these kinds of differences. He was his own kind of mythical being, a living legend of the company. One that would not back down and stand before Bison, ready to fulfill his promise made.
