Not once, even to this day I still have dreams of the future failures I'll make of my dreams. Long ago I believed that I would finally be able to silence the nightmare, long before I joined the NLCw...but I was denied that chance, inevitably.

On that day...it felt as though I had finally died, that the dreams inside of my heart would never come to prosper, and that I was literally going to hell, despite how long I'd suffered just to try and fulfill what I wanted so badly. When I joined the NLCW...it was like stepping out of hell and into purgatory, it was one last chance at the salvation of my dreams.

I'm not going to let myself falter again.

The NLCW is on top of the world, sitting high upon the throne of it's own massive kingdom in wrestling...and waiting for the wrestler who will next take the crown. Phil Castle showed the world what he could do when he took it from Galen...and soon, Galen and Durst both shall try the same. However, along the way of anyone's path there are speedbumps...and it would appear that I've become Durst's just as much as he's become my own.

Defeating Durst at Avulsion won't boost my career into the limelight, nor will it throw me into the abyss should I fail. It will effect me, and will inevitably alter my course down the pathway to my dreams...but it won't stop me, and it won't make the journey any faster.

I've shown time and time again that I will fight for my dreams, and put my career on the line if neccesary to win. Durst needs to remember that despite the biggest opportunity in his career coming up...he is facing a man who's been chasing a dream all his life, and is finally seeing glimpses of it on the horizon.

I'm like a runaway train at this point...barreling onward to my final destination. One way or another, I'll escape this purgatory...I'll make it to the top of the NLCW, and I will accomplish my dreams--I will find my own salvation.

It began with Galen...and it will continue with Durst.