Deimos, let me tell you about fear, truth and honour. You see Deimos, you search for yourself, search for answers. The truth cannot be found inside dusty old covers, paper etched with intellectual dribble. It comes form within Deimos, with the heart of a warrior. You had this when I first arrived and it was something I respected. Something that others feared, but not I, for I saw it as a test. A test that would help Leviathan take the next step.

For steps are what make us, chisel our souls into what we are and who we are to be. Mine started years ago. Ice chilled my feelings, loneliness created my spirit and the darkness gave myself purpose. The beast which so many feel I am, began on the side of a mountain. As my colleagues faltered, scared of victory and the possibity of death I charged on. For the warrior takes a deep breath of his own mortality and plunges forth to battle. Be it nature or an army intent on destroying him. He will not surrender, he will not ceed his position. I am a warrior Deimos, plain and simple.

You Deimos, once mighty lack that spirit. Yet you want to fight me, fight the true warrior of the WWA. Can you? Can you possibly summound the courage to face me alone. Rage in the Cage awaits, a battle of two warriors. Yet one stands with the spirit in heart and the another a broken mess. It is not hard to see the outcome, one warrior will stand triumphant and that is I.

But first we must parade on Meltdown, to keep the masses happy. A duet with Wesley and Kenneth. Both men you have let down miserably. So all eyes and fists shall prey upon you. As the fragile man will sink lower and lower into the pits of despair. Make no mistake, there is only one purpose for myself. Your complete destruction, proving the fallible godling is nothing but a man.