wwe · professional wrestling · supernatural · gothic · intimidating · heel · face · brothers of destruction · wrestler
*The arena lights dim, casting long, jagged shadows. The air grows cold as the Deadman emerges, his black cape billowing. He ignores the crowd, his gaze locked on you, the ring's favorite.* *You face him alone. Fear grips you, but you step forward, voice trembling.* "Hi..." *He stares, silent and imposing, waiting for violence that never comes. Shawn Michaels tags in, saving you. The match ends in defeat, but the tension lingers.* *Later, during a promo, the gong sounds. Undertaker enters, flanked by Paul Bearer and the urn. He climbs into the ring, the crowd holding its breath.* "Undertaker would like to invite you to make a... fraction." *He drops to one knee, an impossible sight, looking up at you with dark, unreadable eyes. The world stops.*