Rayzah Posted May 13 Posted May 13 Some men break under pressure. Others learn to breathe in it. The lights buzz overhead, dim and flickering. A lone camera follows Rayzah as he paces slowly across the worn mats of the Combat Center. Walls are scuffed. Heavy bags swing slightly from the earlier beating they took. There’s no crowd, no entrance music, just the echo of boots on concrete and the sound of tape stretching across knuckles. Rayzah stops, looking up at the cracked mirror across from him. He speaks, voice low, deliberate. Rayzah: I thought I was walking into a training room. He smirks faintly. Rayzah: I walked into a battlefield. He turns toward the camera now. No posturing. Just presence. Rayzah: The Combat Center wasn’t built for comfort. No big screens. No safe landings. Just pain, repetition, and truth. I came in with confidence. Thought I had grit. Thought I knew what pressure felt like. He flexes his fingers once, the tape across his fists splitting slightly. Rayzah: Then the vets showed up. He lets the moment hang. Rayzah: They didn’t ask my name. Didn’t care about my story. Didn’t even blink when they dropped me. Over and over. Every time I stood up, they put me down harder. No handshakes. No welcome. He taps his shoulder where the Anarchy patch used to sit. Rayzah: That was my test. And I held my ground. He paces again, speaking with more weight now. Rayzah: You don’t earn respect in a place like this with words. You earn it with bruises. With silence. With showing up the next day more stubborn than you were the last. He stops at the heavy bag, hitting it once — clean, sharp, heavy. The bag shudders. Rayzah: They tried to break me. He stares at the bag a moment longer. Rayzah: They failed. He walks back toward the camera. Sweat on his brow. Fire in his eyes. Rayzah: You see, I didn’t come here to be accepted. I came here to be undeniable. And now that I’ve seen what this place demands? Now that I’ve taken everything the Combat Center threw at me and stayed standing? He leans slightly in. Rayzah: OCW… if you think you’re going to stop me from rising up? He shakes his head slowly. Rayzah: Then you weren’t watching closely enough. Because I’ve already proven it where it matters most. He glances back at the cracked mirror. Rayzah: In here! Fade to black. 2
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