Holo Make is seen sitting in a chair. The angle from the camera manages to catch a light streaming from above, silhouetting his face enough to capture it, but not much else of his body. In the background, a projector aimed at a wall plays the 1933 King Kong.
Holo pushed his hair out of his eyes.
Holo Make: Aloha kākou, Chaotic Wrestling. O Holo Make koʻu inoa. Hello there, Chaotic Wrestling. My name is Holo Make. And once again, I am put into a test against one of this place’s toughest warriors. One does not become a warrior king through arrogance alone. A man–no…a beast of Frank’s caliber has earned every accolade, every achievement, and every victory he has claimed.
Holo shakes his head as the screen behind him continues to play.
Holo Make: A beast such as Frank believes himself to be unbeatable. He believes himself unstoppable. Quite frankly…I find that all unbelievable. I do not deal in fiction. I do not delve into falsehoods. Frank, everything I represent, all the strength from Kane, the wisdom from Kanaloa, and the drive of Pele, all of it is what gives me life, what keeps me fighting. You might be a beast, you might even be a monster, but one thing you are not is maoli. Frank…you are not real.
His breathing starts to intensify.
Holo Make: You might portray yourself as a beast the likes of which Chaotic Wrestling should fear, but even as the chaos and discord continues to spread across this battlefield and new warriors join the fight, I remain fearless. I am not afraid of a lie because that is exactly what you are. Your strength, your ability, and your dominance are the only truths about you, and quite frankly, those are attributes I myself hold twice fold.
The movie behind him continues to play even as clips of Holo’s own dominance start to intersperse in between.
Holo Make: You hide behind this façade of fierceness that makes a normal man think twice about facing you, but one thing you will find out the moment we clash is that I have no need to think twice. I have been gifted abilities by those who have saved me. Abilities that make men feel inferior in a manner similar to your own aura. The difference is that I am not a beast to conquer. I am a man who conquers.
Holo’s breathing picks up some more pace. He wipes his hair out of his eyes once more.
Holo Make: I have conquered Chaotic Wrestling and I continue to conquer every week! I am not a joke or something to find humor in! I am the biggest threat you will ever face, and Frank, I hope you enter that battlefield with the intentions of victory, because it will make your humbling that much more satisfactory! You claim yourself a beast! A monster! You are nothing but size, and I have defeated men of size before! You all think the same until your are attacked by the Aina I Ka Pono! And when you collapse, when you fall, when you are finally conquered…!
Holo Make:…you will realize that the only thing real about you…is the harder you will fall! I will unseat the warrior king! I will slay the beast! I will show no mercy, and when that crown is finally mine, I will celebrate in tribute to Them! And as the crowd clears…
Holo’s breathing starts to even out. He turns his eyes off camera, staring at something.
Holo Make:…as the music fades…and as the pageantry stops…all that will be left of Frank…is a broken and shattered man, who will finally realize that his act of dominance has its limits, and when facing somebody who is limitless…they stood inferior. Then, and only then, will I allow you a ride to meet Kanaloa. For you see…it isn’t beauty that killed the beast…it was just…Holo Make.
Holo breathes a few more times.
Holo Make: E hiki mai kou hopena. Until I ride again…
He stands up, turning the camera to the right where we see a mock poster of Holo Make wearing the Premier American Championship.