Let It Go

[Mugen]

As the world turns and the lines blur, the one thing that remains constant is the Overlord. True power knows no limits and once again we witness true power in the form of Mugen as he enters his office. The white washed walls gleaming in the background with the contrasting black furniture provides a riveting backdrop. The wireless speaker on the bookshelf immediately turns on to the song made famous by another Lord.

"Trap Lord Season Begins, Now Repent Your Sins"

 

We witness The Overlord of OCW, the Lord of the Lariat, the Emperor of the Enzuguri, The Suplex Savior, The Backfist Bomber, The Young Knockout Kid, The Innovator of the Imugenation in a completely different light from recent times as he bears no black and white face paint on his face. The lack of face paint almost gives Mugen a look of innocence that could fool anybody's poor old grandmother.

 

As the Lord walks towards his shining glass desk and prepares to sit in his throne, he pulls out a face paint kit. Placed on the opposite end of the desk is the elusive crowning piece of hardware known as the OCW World Heavyweight Championship. The jewels and gold plates on it have never shined brighter before as it sits in the lavishly decorated office.

 

The lack of emotion on Mugen's face is alarming for the usually animated Emperor. The face paint kit is opened up to reveal the black and white paint along with cotton pads for applying the paint. The Lord pulls a mirror on his desk closer to him and looks directly into it with a big smile on his face.

 

A quick dab into the paint with one of the cotton pads is followed by a smearing of the paint on our Savior's forehead.

"Body full of bullets when they found him on the road"

"Lay a f***er down, spray it at him then reload"

Mugen: Would be so much simpler if they could all just die.

 

Another dab into the paint is followed by another smearing of the paint this time on the left half of his face. The face painting process has become a regular routine for our Lord to the point that it has almost become therapeutic.

"Spit at your back and you lie on the floor"

"Rat-a-tat-tat and you go see the lord"

Mugen: Pugh, Drago, Versus, Tobin, hell, whatever is left of Sensation.

 

The stress of trying to handle the savages in OCW and manipulating everybody has taken a toll on his sleep. A fresh cotton pad is used for the third dab into the paint. The smearing on the right side of his face means that he is nearly done with the white paint.

Mugen: So close to total domination.

 

Another dab into the paint is followed by another smearing of the paint on the face, completing the white base paint. A fresh cotton pad is used to dab into the black paint now. A look of calmness is seen on the Lord's face as he applies black paint for the circle around his left eye.

"You are now talking to a boss"

"Lou Bang still ride in the Porsche"

"2-thou for the grill, they cost"

"White gold teeth, no floss"

Mugen: Boss. Hahahah, Mugen, the Boss.

 

A smirk forms as he dabs once again into the black paint. The circle around the right eye is complete as The Lord reaches over to the OCW World Heavyweight Championship on his desk. The gold and leather sign of power in OCW is draped on his shoulders as he admires the look.

Mugen: Could get used to this look. I promise you ma, I won't disappoint you.

 

The face paint kit is packed away and placed on the shelf behind. Mugen sits back down in his throne as a line from the song resonates in his head.

Mugen: Hm...................it is lonely at the top. And I'm okay with that.

 

The scene fades out to the image of Mugen in the throne just as the song finishes.