(The camera fades in on Jaxson Ryder standing tall at the base of the Statue of Liberty replica, dusk’s golden glow reflecting off the Las Vegas skyline. He wears his black leather jacket zipped halfway, revealing a UTA-branded T-shirt underneath. His boots are planted firmly on the pavement as a soft breeze teases at his hair.)

Jaxson lifts his chin, letting his gaze sweep across the camera with unwavering confidence. He reaches up, brushing a hand across his jaw before lowering it and planting both fists on his hips.

Jaxson Ryder (voice steady, with quiet intensity):
“Las Vegas—city of bright lights, big dreams, and even bigger comebacks. But tonight, it’s not the neon glow that has my heart racing. No, it’s this.”

(He steps forward, extending an arm toward the statue behind him, a serious look in his eyes.)

Jaxson Ryder:
“The Statue of Liberty—a gift from a friend across the sea, standing tall as a symbol of freedom and opportunity. And you know what? That same spirit is alive and well right here in the United Toughness Alliance. We’re reigniting the flames of American wrestling, reminding the world what it means to fight for your dreams.”

(Jaxson’s shoulders square as he paces a few steps, his fists clenching and unclenching at his sides.)

Jaxson Ryder (raising his voice, filled with conviction):
“I didn’t come all the way from Dayton, Ohio, because I was content with being just another name on the roster. I came because I believe in this country’s fighting spirit. I believe that if you work hard, stay humble, and give back—like I do every week at that youth wrestling clinic in Dayton—you can stand toe-to-toe with anyone. Win or lose, those kids look up to me, and I carry their dreams with me into every match.”

(He pauses, looking directly into the lens, eyes burning with determination.)

Jaxson Ryder:
“This isn’t just about a tournament. It’s about proving that the American heart still beats with unbreakable resolve. When I step into the UTA Championship qualifying tournament, I’m not just fighting for a belt—I’m fighting for every fan who’s ever cheered in an arena, every kid who’s ever pinned their opponent in a school gym, and every veteran who’s fought for our freedoms.”

(He lifts a clenched fist skyward, his voice echoing.)

Jaxson Ryder:
“Because make no mistake—the United Toughness Alliance is our nation’s treasure, and it’s time we bring that treasure back home. I’m here to remind you what it means to fight with honor, to battle with pride, and to never, ever give up.”

(Jaxson’s expression softens briefly as he lowers his fist and clasps his hands in front of him, sincerity shining through.)

Jaxson Ryder (voice filled with heartfelt emotion):
“My journey from Dayton to Las Vegas is a testament to the American dream. I’m living proof that with hard work, dedication, and a little bit of hope, you can climb any mountain. And in that ring, when the bell rings, I’m going to carry every American value I hold dear—honesty, integrity, loyalty—straight into that final pinfall.”

(He steps forward, leaning toward the camera as if sharing a personal promise.)

Jaxson Ryder (soft but resolute):
“So to every single competitor in that qualifying bracket—watch your back. Because the Ace always rises, and when I walk out of that tournament as the UTA Champion, I’ll be wearing not just gold, but the pride of an entire nation on my shoulder.”

(Jaxson releases a slow breath, his chest rising with purpose. He looks up at Lady Liberty’s torch, then back to the camera, a confident smile spreading across his face.)

Jaxson Ryder (with final, booming conviction):
“The United Toughness Alliance is back. America is back. And Jaxson Ryder is on his way to the top.”

(He pumps his fist one last time, turns on his heel, and strides away as the camera lingers on the statue, the sounds of Las Vegas nightlife swelling before the shot fades to black.)