Arnold left the gym with dark glints sparking around his eyes, angered. After biding L and Mark goodbye, he went back to his room.


    It was now that he got to observe the room setting.


    The room wasn''t really wide but had a simple luxurious setting. It was painted white all around the walls and ceiling, with tiny portions of gold paint making decorative spots on several parts of the walls. A big wide TV screen was fixed on one side of the wall with the two ck couches and a table facing directly to it.


    A wardrobe was nted on the left side of the room, with some other simple essories dominating the other corner... And a different, white door.


    Comparing it to his dorm room at Rising Impact University, Arnold could only heave a sigh.


    This room was better in tenfold.


    Not only because of its luxuries but because he would be living alone, maintaining his privacy.


    Arnold tried to calm down after receiving the fixture card of his debut match. Not only would he have to face Rowan Pierce, but there would be another opponent, making it a triple threat match.


    To him, he guessed there was no way he could even manage to win the match. Taking on only Rowan Pierce was actually better because he had studied his moves and traits, but with Axel Stone in the match, things might just be too difficult.


    Arnold sighed frustratingly.


    With the inevitable frown on his face, he went to bed at around midnight. After his training in the gym, he only got two points for his Agility and Strength, and his Agility was increased to 10 with his Strength moving to 8. His Endurance and Attack Power remained at 6 as he didn''t use the two status points left and also didn''t take any training that could improve them.


    Before dozing off, he had checked his stats.


    [Name: Max Fury.]


    [Age: 23.]


    [Signature Finish: Neckbuster (S-ss).]


    [Skills: Neckbuster...]


    [Skill Level (Intelligence): 5.]


    [Strength: 8.]


    [Agility: 10.]


    [Attack Power: 6.]


    [Endurance: 6.]


    [Titles: None]


    [Honors: None.]


    [Wage: 0$ per week.]


    Although he hadn''t gathered 50 overall attribute points yet, he was gradually improving his attributes. He would often notice the changes in his body... Flexibility, strength, toughness, and even the power to maintain resilience.


    Slowly, he was feeling the development in his muscles, his flesh feeling a pressure attesting to the hard training.


    Although this was just the beginning...


    He would always try to reach the end of this.


    ******


    Waking up, Arnold was freshening up when he heard a knock on the door.


    "Hello! I''m your custom nner," it was a masculine voice. A gentle one.


    "A minute, please!"


    Arnold shouted as he walked out of the bathroom following a different door and approached his wardrobe. Not wanting to keep the custom nner waiting, he quickly dressed up in ck shorts and a ck shirt that had a print written "Tommy Hilfiger" on the chest region.


    Opening the door, Arnold didn''t only see the young man knocking, two other men were standing behind him. One with a hood and ck jeans, the other with a thick ck coat and simple in trousers. The custom nner was wearing a suit, his eyes covered by what looked like medically-rmended sses.


    "Hello," Arnold shrugged and said.


    "I guess you must be Max Fury, right?" The custom nner asked.


    "Of course, yeah. I''m Max Fury," Arnold replied with a smile.


    "Okay, shall wee in then?" The custom nner blinked.


    "Sure," Arnold agreed without hesitation.


    The three young men who had almost simr skin colors, smoothly fair, walked into Arnold''s room calmly like a small group of professionals. With Arnold giving them a go-ahead, they sat on the two couches.


    Oops... He was just having two couches, so he gave the guy wearing a hood afortable stic chair ced on the corner of the room and politely stood as he conversed with them.


    "Good day, Mr Fury. I''m Ray, your stage music nner. Sent by Cowboy Studio from Northern Chicago," the guy with a hood spoke after sitting on the stic chair.


    "And I''m Philip your stage video disy nner from Drenstar Cinema in Cincinnati," the guy in coat said politely.


    Arnold only gave a nod and a short utterance to acknowledge their visit. He knew that the Grindhouse Wrestling manager had directed them to him.


    "I''m Steve, your custom nner from Diamond City Custom Services. It''s just a three-minute ride from Capside Centre," the custom nner said.


    "Alright. I think I have gotten to know you all. Can we just begin with nning? I will start with the custom first," Arnold gazed at Steve.


    "What outfit can fit my stage name, Max Fury?" He asked.


    Steve nodded and brought out a big tablet from the ck bag he was holding. He switched it on, spent some seconds fetching something out, and turned the screen in Arnold''s direction.


    "This," he said.


    Arnold collected the tablet from Steve and took a look at it for a while.


    On the image on the screen was a red leather jacket with metal spikes. The jacket was long enough to be able to cover most parts of his legs, almost reaching his ankle. However, this was just the attire for his entrance.


    Scrolling down to the next image, he saw a ck trunk with red assents attached to it. This was visibly the attire suggested for his in-ring actions. He could wear this while fighting...


    The most amazing part was that after observing both attires, Arnold liked them.


    "This is pretty great! I love it," Arnold smiled.


    Giving the custom nner a thumbs up, he returned his tablet and switched his attention to the video disy nner.


    After some long moments of ideas and observation, Arnold finally decided to use a video disying a white bold MAX FURY text on the widescreen around the entrance section with a red hue, matching his custom as well.


    The video disy nner was also great in his work, and all his suggestions were pretty great.


    Arnold then turned to the music nner.


    Growing up as a wrestling fan and a dream pro wrestler, Arnold had always thought of how he would appear in a wrestling ring. Especially with the sound and music he loved.


    There was a URW professional wrestler he loved back in his young age. Arnold had always wanted to meet this wrestler named Jk Styles, but before he could even enter Rising Impact University, Jk Styles retired and gained the Hall of Fame award.


    When he was already a second-year student, Jk Styles died, shattering his heart.


    From that day, Arnold had pledged to do something to make the URW universe retain his memory when he finally graduates from the university.


    ''And I''m gonna do just that.''


    "I have..." The music nner was about to bring his suggestions, but Arnold quickly interrupted.


    "Don''t worry. I already have an idea," Arnold said.


    Ray blinked repeatedly.


    "I will be using Jk Styles theme music..."


    "Titled ''Monster''."