The idea of becoming something beyond what he was born into this world originally. The recognition and acceptance that only the greatest of man becomes more than flesh and blood, more than a memory , more than a mere mortal. For it is what they do and how they do it in their short span of life that makes them more than they even perceive themselves. Mere mortal memories fade with time just as flesh and blood, it is only when obtaining the status of a god from over reaching beyond what you thought was humanly possible that the world turns your very memory into a long lasting legacy. Such things only become possible when a man first dreams of the possibility of the impossible, then the second step is for the man to be so bold to make the attempt, and finally never succumbing to failure but learning and adapting to it to eventually overcome it. These qualities explain the very core being of Michael Dredge, but not just him alone, it describes all of the other legendary men who came before him and became larger than life historical figures.
A Flash of white light changes the entire scenery as if moving through time itself, now Michael Dredge stands naked before a room full of mirrors with other naked men and women whom was his servants dressing him in Gladiatorial garb. The purple canvas loin cloth was put on first, than Manicae, which were purple leather arm guards, Cingulum was next which was a wide leather purple belt to protect his waistline from damage. The balteus being the sword belt was next, Fascia which was leather under armor for the legs were worn under the grieves which was known as ocrea which was all purple like the rest of his attire. The Galerus was the final piece placed on Dredge's Olympian god like body, it was a metal shoulder guard over his sword arm that was silver.
Another flash of white light and now Michael Dredge stands on the sandy ground of the training ground at his Roman Villa like complex. A Gladius and tower shield in hands now he is surrounded by eager recruits of Senester ravenous for a chance to dethrone The Great Michael Dredge. A single man steps forth wielding a Katana sword he twirls it in a masterful display of prowess. Dredge only stands there with a look of pure determination and focus on his face. Suddenly the man in a blinding flash charges swinging in every direction trying to desperately find a weakness in the legends defenses, the clash of steel on steel rings out as Dredge blocks and parries the Japanese blade.
(The Katana blade used to be Michael Dredge's weapon of choice, he was a master of the art of Ninjutsu when he was known as The Dark Messenger. Now things have changed, that was a lifetime ago the Katana blade once a tool used for evil but was transformed into a tool of honor upon Michael Dredge's liberation from Darkness. Such a tool bares no meaning to the new Michael Dredge his chosen tool now being the Gladius.)
Michael Dredge came up from the very bottom of the depths of lowliness, unlike Butch Parker or Michael James he wasn't handed the top spot right from the start. His story was a broken child daring to dream the impossible, given one shot to succeed and then turning a dream into reality. Just as he persevered, learned and adapted from his abusive family he did so with the world of professional wrestling. Cast at the bottom upon arrival to sink or swim with no one caring to believe in his abilities of dreams Michael Dredge devoted himself to becoming a master of his own body, and mind. His entire career just as he does now he has devoted to pushing his body to its limits and beyond in training, he broadens and expands his mind to new possibilities. This training session would soon show just how Michael Dredge trains as if it were his last match as he always has.
The man wielding the Katana unable to break through the defenses of Dredge is now winded his attacks no longer fluid and precise but now rugged and sluggish. It is now that Michael Dredge moves in to turn the table and press the assault of the aggressor. Gladius clangs against the Katana before Dredge steps in with a spinning shield bash to the back of his opponent sending him face first into the sand, before the man can turn around and pull his blade up to guard Dredge has already skewered him through the back of the neck. This was how harsh life was under the service of Senester, all of his elite forces trained and fought to the death, it was the most efficient way to cull the weak from the flock, and while Dredge trained amongst the elite he expected no difference shown to him.
Two men step forward one wielding a spear and shield, the other dual wielding daggers. Dredge like the gladiators of legend chose to fight without a helmet because he desired for all to see and know his face in battle. He thirsted for glory as a man thirst for water in the desert. The two men begin to circle and feint attacks but the warrior Michael Dredge stood his ground looking as focused as ever. It wasn't long before the men closed in for the attack, Dredge began to block, and evade attacks twisting, and turning his body making this battle look like a artful combative dance. If one could ever go back in time to witness the battles of Achilles they would think Michael Dredge was the incarnation of the legend himself. Why does Michael Dredge train like a gladiator? The answer isn't so simple. Michael Dredge trains as a gladiator would because he chooses to learn his enemy Butch Parker, and the other reason is he is a Modern day gladiator. A careless mistake by the man wielding the daggers cost him his right arm which was cut clean by Dredge's Gladius, the spear wielder was soon taken down by a tenacious charge by Michael Dredge who grabbed his spear with one hand who then cut it clean in two with his Gladius and then impaled the man through the head with his own spear tip before gutted like a fish by the stroke of the Gladius.
A white flash suddenly happens now Michael Dredge stands before a chess board his body cut up from the rigorous training session before hand, but even with his body cut, covered in sand and dirt his nakedness reveals the perfect human vessel. The chess board is on a small oak table that like the chess board is basic in design. One piece at a time Dredge begins to put the white and black pieces in motion against one another, his voice slightly fatigued but yet cold and calculating.
Michael Dredge: I do believe I can fly Michael James, I believe I can do anything because I dare to dream.... I dream of not only what I can achieve but I dream about you...
Dredge's voice now turning slightly more seductive but still keeping enough coldness too it.
Michael Dredge: You see MJ I am a big admirer of yours, I love how your so confident. I love how you treat all those people below you women and men alike. Don't turn from me, my love... Let us join together in sacred union, show me how you treat those #####s you swindle in bed. Would you let me taste your golden cock?
Dredge suddenly stops moving the chess pieces around and walks over to a poster of Michael James with the HWA world title over his shoulder. The large poster is spread across his bed causing the legend to grow a lustful look in his eyes that fail to hide his animalistic nature.
Michael Dredge: Why must we play these war games Michael James? Plotting against one another, throwing unsavory insults at one another? Don't you see I desire a toy to call my own?
Dredge's voice becomes a whisper while he strokes his cock, his lustful eyes focus on Michael James while fantasies run a muck in his mind.
Michael Dredge: I want to feel you Michael James.... Did you know even in my mortal life I had a thing for Asians? Like you I only liked women at the time but now.... Now I have learned to enjoy the fruits of both worlds... Do you think you and I could create special moments? Don't let my feelings for you scare you off MJ, don't run from your destiny of becoming mine... Embrace it! Now that you have placed yourself into The Parker Family's life, and became world champion so to have you forever placed yourself into my life. Fortunate for you I desire to collect you MJ, I don't want to harm you, oh no! Not like I have Butch and his family but understand if you do not fall into my bed there will be repercussions. I am even willing to make a deal with you MJ, you can keep your world title "IF" you become mine. I have told you before the world title isn't important to me, the only thing that is of any worth to me is Wisdom and you... I believe the three of us could become a much better family than Butch Parkers.... All I need is the opportunity to corrupt you and Wisdom.
Dredge begins to pick the pace up with his strokes the look of pure intensity overcoming him as he fights to reach the ultimate climax.
Michael Dredge: They say such thoughts are a sin MJ! They say that is the politically incorrect thing to do! Its a crime to love another man! However in reality there is no shame in loving another human being is there? Imagine the wild passion we would have between us MJ, imagine the magic we could create! Do you want to feel me as bad as I want to feel you?
Suddenly Dredge begins to shake uncontrollably as he releases his load of white gold all over the poster of Michael James, the legend is sure to cover the world champions face in grade "A" seed of the gods.
Now out of breath and completely exhausted Dredge collapses to the floor , completely spent of all energy.
Michael Dredge: Michael ..... James.... I wish you.... Were here.... To hold my hand..... And share this moment with me....
The scene comes to an end as Dredge's servants come rushing in to collect him from the floor and help him into the bath house.
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