The arena has gone silent. A man once feared, worshipped, and obsessed over has taken his final walk into darkness, leaving a hole no spotlight can fill. The Taskmaster is gone, and with him goes a twisted kind of magic wrestling may never touch again. Fans are mourning. Icons are reflecting. And buried beneath kayfabe lies a story of sacrifice, scars, and unfi… Continues…
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