With the lights going on and the sound of laughter echoing out from Moxcy, the four faces of GBL will appear on the screen before the screen would begin glitching out. A rare image would appear in the glitch featuring the running hatchet man logo that would in turn phase out into the face of The Great Milenko. The laughter would fade with darkness returning until a blast of the past would hit the arena, the music of ICP's Let's go all the way. Hitting the stage would be a variety of freaks in clown paint, dancing along before the lead freak would take the stage dawning a black coat and white facepaint. Underneath would be his black and purple attire, the return of Dark Lotus' GBL. Of course, he wasn't without the headband that once belonged to his brother as it was hanging loosely around his neck.

Walking through the mass of clowns that took up both sides of the ramp, he would walk along with his laughter ringing out. Sliding into the ring with the clowns soon following around to surround the ring, he would stand up tall with one arm extended out as a half cross before reaching into a coat pocket to pull out the microphone he stored away into it. A few pats on the mic as the music died out and the dark lotus clowns made their way back out. "What's up my freaks, how long has it been since we've been free? Free from the masses, free from society that judges the strange and deranged. My juggalos and juggalettes, let me hear some noise," he called out to the masses before lowering the mic to stare out to the very masses that were standing with cheers despite the rather confusion. Such a rare occasion for the purple man dawning facepaint would appear. As one may suggest? There was a reason behind this madness, yet there may be no reason at all. The mentality of GBL was surely questionable at best.

“So what brings out the clown, the freaks, the fourth joker’s card? First and foremost, this is the month of chaotic fun that the world enjoys yet it’s also the month of the passing of the second half of Dark Lotus, Z Mystic.” A small pause for the crowd’s reaction to the name drop for a show of respect. “Me here tonight in any form would not had happened without him. He introduced me to this world, and I ran wild with this gift to the point I was noticed and brought here. Without his guidance, without our constant battles and wars? I wouldn’t be here today as anything. So tonight, I dawn the war paint of Dark Lotus and tonight I bring forth the return of our Dark Carnival!” He exclaimed as he began to pace about content with his showing thus far. “Secondly, my release here is admire and muse over the recent events. The doors have always been opened, and this world is twisting around into that perfect realm of madness and chaos. I shall be the one to lead this disaster of a world, and we shall all enjoy the beauty that it becomes.”

“Hear me… follow my voice and stand beside me to a wonderful Shangri-La, a paradise for us all to enjoy. Hear me and stand against me..” he started as he paused. He moved himself closer to a camera, white irises visible as day staring into the souls of many viewers. “And be dropped like the rest. Continue to step in my way, and you shall be dropped into an unknown abyss.” He stated with a rather serious expression that broke into laughter as he stepped back and placed himself back in the center of the ring. “Wicked clowns all over the world? It’s time to claim what’s rightfully ours.”