We all have our own motivation for being who we are and doing what we do.
Some of us are motivated by seeing the next day come and pass. Some want fame and fortune. In contrast, others want power and control.
For the last year, my motivation has been nothing but stone-cold vengeance. It has driven me inch by inch, heartbeat by heartbeat, and thought by thought my vengeance has been my soul motivator. It drove me to align with Jackson Cade, it elevated me to an Invasion Briefcase, and eventually the World Championship. This past weekend I was able to make a measure of vengeance a reality and publicly when I was able to put down Jasper Redgrave, robbing him of the glory he sought. He then made me regret not making a further example of him, like Jiro and Morgue.
It allowed him to aid in stealing from me once more. He’s taken my daughter from me and helped the Uprising steal my World Championship from me. What drives me now is seeing him close his eyes for the last time before I do and now, I see the same motivation consuming someone else…
Python, I see Sebastian’s little play for your friends driving you to the same Vengeance. The same motivation is putting that passion and rage in the forefront of your mind until you bury him and the rest of the ACA. Make an example of them in front of all of Arcadia. You have all the right in Arcadia to feel that way too, look at what they’ve taken from you…
Your friends…
Your sense of belonging…
The ACA has torn down your Kingdom and left behind nothing but rubble.
So, Python, this week I invite you to my classroom where I will show you exactly how good a motivator vengeance is.
It will show you exactly how to take your sorrow and twist it into violence.
I will put you on an exhibition for Olympus to see the level of motivation a man with nothing but pure vengeance in his heart has.
I will drag you from being a prideful Python to being a Vengeful Viper whose venom could melt flesh. Because what you don’t realize is that while you’ve been playing hero, I’ve been living that life, by any means necessary I’ve done what you’ve never dared to. I’ve used people, I’ve hurt my friends, and I would do it all again to put him in my sights once more.
This week, you get a lesson on exactly how to stop caring and how to start hunting your target. When everything’s said and done, Nobody knows when you wake up, the two words on your lips will be, “Thank you”. Because you need to learn that the ACA is like any snake, cut off the head, the body will wither, and die. All it’ll take is One Shot One Kill.