At Wrestling On Earth, we love pro wrestling superfan, Brad Ward. However, no-one loves Brad more than our controversial correspondent, Nightlife. Nightlife loves Brad so much that he’s written Brad Ward fantasy adventure fanfiction, and now we’re featuring it here because we love you.

You can follow Brad Ward @BradWardFGN and Nightlife @AnimeKing420, but it’s impossible to write an introduction that properly explains Brad Quest unless you’re already familiar with their long and storied history so… look, just read it and have fun, okay? And if you want to submit your own tales or any other content ideas for Wrestling On Earth, just email us at wrestlingonearth@gmail.com.

Chapter 1: The Adventure Begins

The morning sun had ascended, bathing the frosty steppe in warm light. A man strode with purpose through the barren permafrost, his thick boots crushing ice underfoot. A hefty battleaxe hung at his side, animal furs adorning his muscled physique, his long hair flowing in the wind. Truly, he was an incredible physical specimen. Truly, he-

“Braaaaaaaaaad, how much longer until the next town? My feet hurt.”

Brad Ward, barbarian warrior from the frozen north, stopped and turned to his scrawny traveling partner, Nightlife. “God, shut UP,” Brad moaned. “We are still many miles from the next town. Do you not see this is a barren steppe?”

“I’m from the south, Brad,” Nightlife replied, standing aside the chiseled warrior. Nightlife was a thief by trade, darting in and out of the shadows and people’s pockets, he and Brad brought together by a shared love for foreign drawings. Nightlife wore a cloak woven of the finest Eastern fibers, as black as night, and carried two daggers by his side. Tricky, sneaky, and ever crafty, Nightlife was the finesse that accented Brad’s raw power. Even so, this little southerner was getting on Brad’s nerves.

“Relax, little one,” Brad said.

“LITTLE ONE?!?!?” Nightlife screamed.

“Calm the fuck down,” Brad said, flexing his huge biceps. Nightlife responded to this show of force by wisely backing off. “Our destination will be reached before you know it.”

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