Week 7 contender match: Frank (5-1) vs. King Ra. (3-3) \\ King Ra. wins via disqualification

[King Ra.]

Ra.!
You won't win this battle!
Bow down & surrender!"
Maximus yelled at the top of his lungs.
I stared back, cracked a smile & proceeded to shrug.
"I bow down to no man. I am a god.
You powerless thug.
Your cowardice grudge will only leave you showered in blood."
He yelled once more & stormed towards me. Sword in his clutch.
Soon as he got in reach, one punch made him cower & plunge.
I stood over him-
a monstrous stomp, the finishing touch.
His army looked on with fear in their eyes
sour & stunned.
And so it begun....
In times when governments were ruled by savages
whom enforced the most gruesome practices.
Slavery the way of each and every inhabitant.
Freedom didn't exist.
The thought was considered blasphemous.
Moreso than the corrupt laws & sacraments which tipped over the balances.
The people remained in paralysis. The system? Cancerous.
It would only be a matter of time when they could no longer handle it.
I remained vigilant. Trained an army of graduates.
Who I would soon lead to defeat the one they called "Maximus".
We studied the passages to his palaces. Woe to their granduer and extravagance!
When they fall, he will take note of their damages.
The people will see it happen-
his empire fall in extreme rapidness.
I will stand in it's midst. Lightning flashing, crackling.
The rain pours.
Art of war. Conquering. Mastered it.
.
.
.
Truth. Justice. Order.
The millions I've slaughtered.
Sons & daughters I've fostered.
Lands where I breached it's borders.
Rebuilt kingdoms & altars.
Captured prisoners tortured.
New World reformer.
Peace restorer.
.
.
.
I stood atop Giza's apex.
Witnessed the dawn of the sun's birth.
It's 2214-
I am the most powerful man on Earth.
.... Or God.




Sincerely,
King Ra.