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Tonight was one of the most tear-shedding and heartwarming debuts in WWE to honor a man who still has the world in his hands.
To honor him and his friend with him above the heavens, I decided to bring the Firefly Funhouse with the Wyatt 6 to this fanfiction where we can always remember the good times and never forget the moments that made us realize...Bray kept the whole wide world in his hands.
We know the names of the founders and the new members, but the tales of seeing red as blood and black as darkness will make you believe the story that's about to be told.
Their loved ones made their spectacular debuts and kept their heads held high for every generation to remember the people they lost in their lives.
Follow the buzzards and let them inside your twisted minds as the wonderland out of reality into your fantasies.
In the end...Bray got the whole wide world in his hands and Brodie will always be the Exalted One.
I'm also putting OCs in this fanfiction and redoing it after a year of watching the Wyatt Sicks arrive to WWE for the fireflies.
Comment down below and tell me about what you love about Bray Wyatt's legacy.
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