Post by Chelsea LeClair on May 31, 2021 22:41:30 GMT -5
4/28/2021
“The patient is ready to see you now!”
Chelsea LeClair hears these reassuring words from the nurse as she wastes no time leaving the waiting room. Making her way down the hall, she enters room 1212. But what she’s in for is an incredible shock, as she sees herself lying unconscious on a hospital bed.
“What is this?” Chelsea asks the nurse. “That looks just like me.”
“She took a beating in that barbwire death match against Aphrodite. But, the girl still won. She didn’t look like someone that could survive an environment like that.”
“...I won…” Chelsea beams as she says this. The nurse gives her a perplexed look as she leaves the room and shuts the door behind her. Chelsea walks to her own bedside, tending to herself. She does seem confused, but it doesn’t take long for things to make sense.
“Am I dreaming?” she asks her unconscious self.
“You must be so proud of herself…”
Chelsea’s eyes widened with shock upon hearing the voice of her father. She looks at him and she finds that she has a sick smile on his face.
“How does it feel to know that you only retained your title on a technicality?”
“What are you talking about?”
“You didn’t ‘win’. You just survived” her father says with a chuckle. “And you call yourself a world champion? You call yourself a real wrestler? You call yourself ANYTHING in this society? I don’t care how well you do in your career. You’ll never get validation from me! You will always be a useless girl. I never wanted you. I never liked raising you. Seeing your face every single day for 18 years was one of the most deplorable experiences of my life. Your existence has always been disappointing to me, Chelsea. How can you be somebody when you win like that?”
“You don’t matter anymore, Dad! I’ve proven you wrong so many times that anything you say can’t hurt me anymore.”
“But you’ll never forget me. You’ll always have to live with the fact that you’ve never had my approval and you never will. You’ll always have to live with the fact that your personal demons were because of ME! You know deep down in your gut that all it takes is one bad night in that ring and you’re back to doing drugs and you’re back to being my victim and you’re back to being the screw up that you’ve always been. You live in denial, not even acknowledging this, because you’re too busy living in Cinderella land. What are you going to do when the clock finally strikes midnight? If that match you just had is any indication, I would say that it’s already past 11:30…”
“You’re WRONG, father! You always were WRONG about me!”
“Whatever helps you sleep at night, princess!”
Chelsea’s father scoffs at her, causing her to cringe from some old childhood trauma. Further laughter from him as he turns and leaves causes her to feel a tingling, uncomfortable sensation down her spine. Deep down, she’s feeling quite awful about how that barbwire match against Aphrodite went. Inside of her mind, she’s really beginning to question what she’s done in Revo1 Wrestling so far.
Once her father slams the door shut, a white light flashes…
Next morning…
Chelsea suddenly finds herself sitting up in her hospital bed at about four in the morning. She’s hurting incredibly and she winces in some deep pain from the scars that she had accrued during her title defense. But what’s even more painful than that is the nightmare that she just had. As it so happens, a replay of the match is airing on a television right in front of her. She watches the last minutes of the match, particularly the point where Aphrodite really seemed to have her beat, but a delay in getting a referee to make the count resulted in her kicking out just in time. The Revo1 World Champion immediately feels immense regret and some tears well up in her eyes. She’s strong enough to fight them off, but the nightmare she just had is incredibly deep in her mind.
Her doubts cause her to reflect on the most painful obstacle of her life…
“It was always him…” Chelsea remembers. “He always made me feel worthless for as long as I can remember…”
Chelsea begins to remember through a series of flashbacks…
Father’s Day 2000
A six-year-old Chelsea walks up to her father and hands her a card that she had made out of paper and crayons!
“Look daddy! I made you a card! Happy Father’s Day! I love you!”
Chelsea beams with a smile as her father takes the card. He looks at it and puts it off to the side, much to her confusion.
“That’s nice, Chelsea. Don’t you have dolls to play with or something?”
Her father walks away, leaving the card behind and leaving Chelsea behind in a state of shock and confusion.
Prom Night 2012
“So you think you’re someone just because you won PROM QUEEN, right?”
Chelsea, in her prom gown and tiara, nervously nods her head as her father stands behind a plate of food.
“I mean… it does make me the most popular girl in the whole school…”
“It doesn’t make you SHIT! You don’t even have plans after high school!”
“I’ve told you a million times I want to be a television star!”
“HA! You don’t have the talent to make it in Hollywood. You’re not going to amount to ANYTHING, Chelsea. ANYTHING! This is the peak of your whole life! I don’t know why your mother even bothered giving birth to you!”
Chelsea begins to tear up as her father walks up to the plate of food and flips it all over her.
“Now clean up that mess or I’m throwing you out of my house like the worthless dog you are! NOW!”
Chelsea is on the verge of breaking down as she begins to comply with what she just heard, feeling all of the pain and humiliation of her prom night being ruined.
Late 2019
“So you’re in rehab again, huh?” her father asks with a laugh during a phone call. “And you got fired from yet another wrestling job? I’m not surprised at all.”
All Chelsea can do is helplessly shake her head and narrow her eyes as sort of a coping mechanism.
“You did this to me…” Chelsea utters. “...everything you put me through growing up…”
“It’s good to know that I have that kind of power over you, you stupid broad. How old are you now? 24?”
“26…”
“Exactly! You’ve done nothing with your life! This is the third time you’ve been in rehab…”
“Second time…”
“Whatever… The point is, hearing about your failure is something that really makes my day. You know why? Because I never wanted you in the first place. Of all the daughters I could ever have, I don’t know why it ever had to be YOU! You’re a JOKE in pro wrestling Chelsea. No company is ever going to hire you again! You’re ALWAYS going to be known as someone else’s tag partner and that drugged fuck up that will never, ever win a championship on her own. You’ll make progress… but you’ll ALWAYS relapse! You did it once… you’ll do it again!”
Chelsea gets angry, but she doesn’t get sad. Instead, she feels a unique motivation in her heart.
“I’ll prove you wrong…”
“Excuse me?”
“I’ll make SURE you are WRONG! I'm NOT a joke! I AM going to get another chance! I’m NEVER, EVER going to stumble and fall down this hole again, you understand me? I’m going to BE SOMEONE in professional wrestling! I’m going to make something of myself and if you don’t believe me, SCREW YOU! I don’t NEED YOU to believe me! I don’t NEED validation from ANYONE else but ME! You got that? I’M NOT going to be YOUR victim anymore! You can watch my career so you can HOPE to see me fail… but all you’re going to see me is ME being a SUCCESS! You need ME to validate your existence and it’s ALWAYS been that way, NEVER the other way around. YOU’LL SEE!”
Chelsea immediately hangs up the phone.
“He has no idea how much he just motivated me to turn my career and my life around…”
Present Day
Chelsea snaps out of the flashbacks and suddenly, that guilt that she had over her win against Aphrodite has largely dissipated.
“But you know what…” Chelsea prefaces in her mind. “When I said that I was going to prove him wrong, that’s exactly what I did. He rejected me, he shunned me, he hurt me, he did all of that so he can feel better about himself and in the professional wrestling business, so many people are the same way. The key to making it is to not be a victim to anyone. What I went through with my dad was incredibly hard and it really broke me down and left me in the gutter for years. But my journey in this business over the last year or so has shown me exactly how strong I am and also how much better than him that I am. He, and anyone, can try to pick at me for the dumbest reasons whether it’s losing a match or whether it’s my match against Aphrodite possibly having an asterisk, but at the end of the day, I know I am always going to have that strength to silence my critics and NEVER, EVER relapse back to rock bottom again!”
This reassurance in her own mind is enough for Chelsea to get through the rest of the night. She was no doubt spooked a bit by the nightmare that she just had of her father, but remembering what she’s overcome will undoubtedly help her on her journey to being the champion she’s dreamed of being!
5/31/2021
“I am not oblivious to the controversy that I’ve found myself in lately…”
Chelsea takes a soft sigh as she holds the championship in front of the cameras, finding herself in an old dance hall wearing that same prom dress that her father ruined on her prom night.
“I know it was odd for the Left Hand to ‘salute me’ at the end of the last Sin while I was standing in the skybox. I just wanted to clear the air on that. I have NO association with those people. I’ve been associated with bad people before in my career and I’d NEVER take part in something so deplorable again. The way I saw it? They were sending me a message. What they had done at the end of the show was reprehensible and has no place in this business. Now as for the second bit of controversy, there were the events of my match against Aphrodite where you’ve got some critics saying that she would’ve won had a referee been there in time. We don’t know that for sure, but ultimately, the outcome is what it is. One thing’s for damn sure: even with all of the amazing things that I’ve done since coming here, I’ve still got to prove myself and Sora Weaver, you’re in front of me this week. I’m sorry that you fell victim to that bullshit by the Left Hand. I know that you’ve worked so hard to get to where you are and that you’ve endured a hell of a lot! I know you’re coming off a heartbreaking, brutal loss in that tournament and it’s sticking with you physically and psychologically. That being said, I know you’re going to be someone casting doubt on me for the way my match against Aphrodite went.
And that’s fine.
That’s to be expected.
You ARE her ally after all!
But something that I HOPE you don’t do is to follow the critics and say that I don’t deserve to be champion. Admittedly, a person like you is someone that I can relate to and someone that… dare I say, I could even be friends with because when I heard you talk about why you had to have this tournament, I could FEEL that passion! I could FEEL that purity coming from your heart. I am SO with you on ridding anything, anywhere of any darkness because that type of thing is right up my alley and something that I know very well considering I overcame my own darkness that was holding me down and driving me into the ground. But as you showed against Sierra Silver, you’ve still got a long way to go to reach the pinnacle of your potential and you are going to some day, but it’s not going to be tomorrow and it’s not going to be against me. I know what it’s like to be in that phase. Last year, that was me. I had gotten out of rock bottom and I was still figuring things out. I still had to learn how to REALLY win in this business and let me give you some advice as to how you’re going to reach your potential and how you’re going to make it to the top of this business. The way to do that? It isn’t to rid the darkness that surrounds you. The way to do it is to rid the darkness, the pain, the suffering, the scars, WITHIN YOU! We ALL carry various degrees of pain, suffering and darkness in our hearts, Sora. And for a while, I fought so long to fight the darkness that surrounded me and to silence people that didn’t matter in the grand scheme of things and yes, it took me places, but it didn’t get me to my ultimate potential.
You couldn’t win against Sierra because you carried that burden in your heart, much in the same way that my first world title reign was shorter than I wanted it to be because I made that same mistake.
I already know, being in your shoes at one point, that the pain and the scarring from what happened with the Left Hand and losing to Sierra, is going to weigh you down. It’s a common mistake any wrestler makes in this business: allowing burdens of failure or burdens of pain to stay with them for a long time.
Me? I carried the burden of never having my father’s approval within me for YEARS and it led me to destroying myself, self-destructing, ruining my own career, falling on drugs and alcohol and giving up on myself and allowing myself to prove my father right in the sense that I’d ‘never amount to anything’. I carried that pain of being a failure in this business and second fiddle to a former tag team partner of mine for so long that even when I DID find success, I was still not there yet because I was still hanging onto that.
I COULD hang on to those controversies that I mentioned… but why? So I can lose this world title to you? No. I’ve learned to be better than that.
It took me SO LONG to let it all go and to conquer and release that darkness and that pain that was in my own heart and when I did, I felt like I was so much better for it. Even then, I didn’t do that until I came here and I remembered that what critics in the wrestling business had to say about me doesn’t matter and never mattered, just like in the same vein that everything my father ever said about me NEVER, EVER mattered. It is the LIGHT and the STRENGTH of FINALLY ridding myself of that burden that has made me so damn good since coming here. It’s what brought me this world championship that I have now. It’s what has MADE ME a CHAMPION and in the case of my match against Aphrodite, KEPT ME A CHAMPION!
I know this reign won’t last forever, damn it but I know that in my heart that when it does, I have NOTHING to be ashamed of and that I am BEYOND strong enough to rise up again and reclaim what I’ve lost. THAT, Sora, that SELF-VALIDATION, that LIGHT within your heart that you need to allow to breathe and grow and flow through your soul, is how you REALLY conquer the darkness and the pain within you. THAT is how you can be at your VERY BEST! THAT is how you can be strong enough, smart enough and good enough to fight back against Left Hand. THAT is how YOU can be at YOUR BEST to inspire so many people JUST like you to be able to do the same thing that I’VE managed to do! And ultimately, that’s the difference between you and me. That’s the difference that will ultimately tip the scales in my favor and have me retaining against you once again: the fact that I’ve learned how to conquer the darkness and the pain within me while you’re still learning how to do the same.
I promise you that after our match, you WILL be one step closer to learning how to TRULY expunge that pain and that darkness from your heart just like I have. You may not win tomorrow night, but I promise you that you ARE going to learn something POSITIVE from all of this that is going to help you SO much against the Left Hand. THAT, Sora, is my gift to you and I hope that after tomorrow, you know EXACTLY why I’m the champion that I am and HOW I’ve been able to be so! I’m not your enemy, Sora. I’m a champion of people such as yourself that are going through the same thing I’ve conquered to be a champion in my own right.
Tomorrow?
That’s exactly what you are going to see!”
Chelsea maintains her poise as the scene statics.
“The patient is ready to see you now!”
Chelsea LeClair hears these reassuring words from the nurse as she wastes no time leaving the waiting room. Making her way down the hall, she enters room 1212. But what she’s in for is an incredible shock, as she sees herself lying unconscious on a hospital bed.
“What is this?” Chelsea asks the nurse. “That looks just like me.”
“She took a beating in that barbwire death match against Aphrodite. But, the girl still won. She didn’t look like someone that could survive an environment like that.”
“...I won…” Chelsea beams as she says this. The nurse gives her a perplexed look as she leaves the room and shuts the door behind her. Chelsea walks to her own bedside, tending to herself. She does seem confused, but it doesn’t take long for things to make sense.
“Am I dreaming?” she asks her unconscious self.
“You must be so proud of herself…”
Chelsea’s eyes widened with shock upon hearing the voice of her father. She looks at him and she finds that she has a sick smile on his face.
“How does it feel to know that you only retained your title on a technicality?”
“What are you talking about?”
“You didn’t ‘win’. You just survived” her father says with a chuckle. “And you call yourself a world champion? You call yourself a real wrestler? You call yourself ANYTHING in this society? I don’t care how well you do in your career. You’ll never get validation from me! You will always be a useless girl. I never wanted you. I never liked raising you. Seeing your face every single day for 18 years was one of the most deplorable experiences of my life. Your existence has always been disappointing to me, Chelsea. How can you be somebody when you win like that?”
“You don’t matter anymore, Dad! I’ve proven you wrong so many times that anything you say can’t hurt me anymore.”
“But you’ll never forget me. You’ll always have to live with the fact that you’ve never had my approval and you never will. You’ll always have to live with the fact that your personal demons were because of ME! You know deep down in your gut that all it takes is one bad night in that ring and you’re back to doing drugs and you’re back to being my victim and you’re back to being the screw up that you’ve always been. You live in denial, not even acknowledging this, because you’re too busy living in Cinderella land. What are you going to do when the clock finally strikes midnight? If that match you just had is any indication, I would say that it’s already past 11:30…”
“You’re WRONG, father! You always were WRONG about me!”
“Whatever helps you sleep at night, princess!”
Chelsea’s father scoffs at her, causing her to cringe from some old childhood trauma. Further laughter from him as he turns and leaves causes her to feel a tingling, uncomfortable sensation down her spine. Deep down, she’s feeling quite awful about how that barbwire match against Aphrodite went. Inside of her mind, she’s really beginning to question what she’s done in Revo1 Wrestling so far.
Once her father slams the door shut, a white light flashes…
Next morning…
Chelsea suddenly finds herself sitting up in her hospital bed at about four in the morning. She’s hurting incredibly and she winces in some deep pain from the scars that she had accrued during her title defense. But what’s even more painful than that is the nightmare that she just had. As it so happens, a replay of the match is airing on a television right in front of her. She watches the last minutes of the match, particularly the point where Aphrodite really seemed to have her beat, but a delay in getting a referee to make the count resulted in her kicking out just in time. The Revo1 World Champion immediately feels immense regret and some tears well up in her eyes. She’s strong enough to fight them off, but the nightmare she just had is incredibly deep in her mind.
Her doubts cause her to reflect on the most painful obstacle of her life…
“It was always him…” Chelsea remembers. “He always made me feel worthless for as long as I can remember…”
Chelsea begins to remember through a series of flashbacks…
Father’s Day 2000
A six-year-old Chelsea walks up to her father and hands her a card that she had made out of paper and crayons!
“Look daddy! I made you a card! Happy Father’s Day! I love you!”
Chelsea beams with a smile as her father takes the card. He looks at it and puts it off to the side, much to her confusion.
“That’s nice, Chelsea. Don’t you have dolls to play with or something?”
Her father walks away, leaving the card behind and leaving Chelsea behind in a state of shock and confusion.
Prom Night 2012
“So you think you’re someone just because you won PROM QUEEN, right?”
Chelsea, in her prom gown and tiara, nervously nods her head as her father stands behind a plate of food.
“I mean… it does make me the most popular girl in the whole school…”
“It doesn’t make you SHIT! You don’t even have plans after high school!”
“I’ve told you a million times I want to be a television star!”
“HA! You don’t have the talent to make it in Hollywood. You’re not going to amount to ANYTHING, Chelsea. ANYTHING! This is the peak of your whole life! I don’t know why your mother even bothered giving birth to you!”
Chelsea begins to tear up as her father walks up to the plate of food and flips it all over her.
“Now clean up that mess or I’m throwing you out of my house like the worthless dog you are! NOW!”
Chelsea is on the verge of breaking down as she begins to comply with what she just heard, feeling all of the pain and humiliation of her prom night being ruined.
Late 2019
“So you’re in rehab again, huh?” her father asks with a laugh during a phone call. “And you got fired from yet another wrestling job? I’m not surprised at all.”
All Chelsea can do is helplessly shake her head and narrow her eyes as sort of a coping mechanism.
“You did this to me…” Chelsea utters. “...everything you put me through growing up…”
“It’s good to know that I have that kind of power over you, you stupid broad. How old are you now? 24?”
“26…”
“Exactly! You’ve done nothing with your life! This is the third time you’ve been in rehab…”
“Second time…”
“Whatever… The point is, hearing about your failure is something that really makes my day. You know why? Because I never wanted you in the first place. Of all the daughters I could ever have, I don’t know why it ever had to be YOU! You’re a JOKE in pro wrestling Chelsea. No company is ever going to hire you again! You’re ALWAYS going to be known as someone else’s tag partner and that drugged fuck up that will never, ever win a championship on her own. You’ll make progress… but you’ll ALWAYS relapse! You did it once… you’ll do it again!”
Chelsea gets angry, but she doesn’t get sad. Instead, she feels a unique motivation in her heart.
“I’ll prove you wrong…”
“Excuse me?”
“I’ll make SURE you are WRONG! I'm NOT a joke! I AM going to get another chance! I’m NEVER, EVER going to stumble and fall down this hole again, you understand me? I’m going to BE SOMEONE in professional wrestling! I’m going to make something of myself and if you don’t believe me, SCREW YOU! I don’t NEED YOU to believe me! I don’t NEED validation from ANYONE else but ME! You got that? I’M NOT going to be YOUR victim anymore! You can watch my career so you can HOPE to see me fail… but all you’re going to see me is ME being a SUCCESS! You need ME to validate your existence and it’s ALWAYS been that way, NEVER the other way around. YOU’LL SEE!”
Chelsea immediately hangs up the phone.
“He has no idea how much he just motivated me to turn my career and my life around…”
Present Day
Chelsea snaps out of the flashbacks and suddenly, that guilt that she had over her win against Aphrodite has largely dissipated.
“But you know what…” Chelsea prefaces in her mind. “When I said that I was going to prove him wrong, that’s exactly what I did. He rejected me, he shunned me, he hurt me, he did all of that so he can feel better about himself and in the professional wrestling business, so many people are the same way. The key to making it is to not be a victim to anyone. What I went through with my dad was incredibly hard and it really broke me down and left me in the gutter for years. But my journey in this business over the last year or so has shown me exactly how strong I am and also how much better than him that I am. He, and anyone, can try to pick at me for the dumbest reasons whether it’s losing a match or whether it’s my match against Aphrodite possibly having an asterisk, but at the end of the day, I know I am always going to have that strength to silence my critics and NEVER, EVER relapse back to rock bottom again!”
This reassurance in her own mind is enough for Chelsea to get through the rest of the night. She was no doubt spooked a bit by the nightmare that she just had of her father, but remembering what she’s overcome will undoubtedly help her on her journey to being the champion she’s dreamed of being!
5/31/2021
“I am not oblivious to the controversy that I’ve found myself in lately…”
Chelsea takes a soft sigh as she holds the championship in front of the cameras, finding herself in an old dance hall wearing that same prom dress that her father ruined on her prom night.
“I know it was odd for the Left Hand to ‘salute me’ at the end of the last Sin while I was standing in the skybox. I just wanted to clear the air on that. I have NO association with those people. I’ve been associated with bad people before in my career and I’d NEVER take part in something so deplorable again. The way I saw it? They were sending me a message. What they had done at the end of the show was reprehensible and has no place in this business. Now as for the second bit of controversy, there were the events of my match against Aphrodite where you’ve got some critics saying that she would’ve won had a referee been there in time. We don’t know that for sure, but ultimately, the outcome is what it is. One thing’s for damn sure: even with all of the amazing things that I’ve done since coming here, I’ve still got to prove myself and Sora Weaver, you’re in front of me this week. I’m sorry that you fell victim to that bullshit by the Left Hand. I know that you’ve worked so hard to get to where you are and that you’ve endured a hell of a lot! I know you’re coming off a heartbreaking, brutal loss in that tournament and it’s sticking with you physically and psychologically. That being said, I know you’re going to be someone casting doubt on me for the way my match against Aphrodite went.
And that’s fine.
That’s to be expected.
You ARE her ally after all!
But something that I HOPE you don’t do is to follow the critics and say that I don’t deserve to be champion. Admittedly, a person like you is someone that I can relate to and someone that… dare I say, I could even be friends with because when I heard you talk about why you had to have this tournament, I could FEEL that passion! I could FEEL that purity coming from your heart. I am SO with you on ridding anything, anywhere of any darkness because that type of thing is right up my alley and something that I know very well considering I overcame my own darkness that was holding me down and driving me into the ground. But as you showed against Sierra Silver, you’ve still got a long way to go to reach the pinnacle of your potential and you are going to some day, but it’s not going to be tomorrow and it’s not going to be against me. I know what it’s like to be in that phase. Last year, that was me. I had gotten out of rock bottom and I was still figuring things out. I still had to learn how to REALLY win in this business and let me give you some advice as to how you’re going to reach your potential and how you’re going to make it to the top of this business. The way to do that? It isn’t to rid the darkness that surrounds you. The way to do it is to rid the darkness, the pain, the suffering, the scars, WITHIN YOU! We ALL carry various degrees of pain, suffering and darkness in our hearts, Sora. And for a while, I fought so long to fight the darkness that surrounded me and to silence people that didn’t matter in the grand scheme of things and yes, it took me places, but it didn’t get me to my ultimate potential.
You couldn’t win against Sierra because you carried that burden in your heart, much in the same way that my first world title reign was shorter than I wanted it to be because I made that same mistake.
I already know, being in your shoes at one point, that the pain and the scarring from what happened with the Left Hand and losing to Sierra, is going to weigh you down. It’s a common mistake any wrestler makes in this business: allowing burdens of failure or burdens of pain to stay with them for a long time.
Me? I carried the burden of never having my father’s approval within me for YEARS and it led me to destroying myself, self-destructing, ruining my own career, falling on drugs and alcohol and giving up on myself and allowing myself to prove my father right in the sense that I’d ‘never amount to anything’. I carried that pain of being a failure in this business and second fiddle to a former tag team partner of mine for so long that even when I DID find success, I was still not there yet because I was still hanging onto that.
I COULD hang on to those controversies that I mentioned… but why? So I can lose this world title to you? No. I’ve learned to be better than that.
It took me SO LONG to let it all go and to conquer and release that darkness and that pain that was in my own heart and when I did, I felt like I was so much better for it. Even then, I didn’t do that until I came here and I remembered that what critics in the wrestling business had to say about me doesn’t matter and never mattered, just like in the same vein that everything my father ever said about me NEVER, EVER mattered. It is the LIGHT and the STRENGTH of FINALLY ridding myself of that burden that has made me so damn good since coming here. It’s what brought me this world championship that I have now. It’s what has MADE ME a CHAMPION and in the case of my match against Aphrodite, KEPT ME A CHAMPION!
I know this reign won’t last forever, damn it but I know that in my heart that when it does, I have NOTHING to be ashamed of and that I am BEYOND strong enough to rise up again and reclaim what I’ve lost. THAT, Sora, that SELF-VALIDATION, that LIGHT within your heart that you need to allow to breathe and grow and flow through your soul, is how you REALLY conquer the darkness and the pain within you. THAT is how you can be at your VERY BEST! THAT is how you can be strong enough, smart enough and good enough to fight back against Left Hand. THAT is how YOU can be at YOUR BEST to inspire so many people JUST like you to be able to do the same thing that I’VE managed to do! And ultimately, that’s the difference between you and me. That’s the difference that will ultimately tip the scales in my favor and have me retaining against you once again: the fact that I’ve learned how to conquer the darkness and the pain within me while you’re still learning how to do the same.
I promise you that after our match, you WILL be one step closer to learning how to TRULY expunge that pain and that darkness from your heart just like I have. You may not win tomorrow night, but I promise you that you ARE going to learn something POSITIVE from all of this that is going to help you SO much against the Left Hand. THAT, Sora, is my gift to you and I hope that after tomorrow, you know EXACTLY why I’m the champion that I am and HOW I’ve been able to be so! I’m not your enemy, Sora. I’m a champion of people such as yourself that are going through the same thing I’ve conquered to be a champion in my own right.
Tomorrow?
That’s exactly what you are going to see!”
Chelsea maintains her poise as the scene statics.