The journey to establish Titan's Ring was arduous. Funding proved elusive, with banks hesitant to back a fledgling venture in the saturated world of professional wrestling. Venues were reluctant to take a chance on an unknown company, and established wrestlers were wary of jeopardizing their careers with an unproven entity.
But Atlas, fueled by his unwavering belief in his vision, persevered. He secured a small loan from a local investor who believed in his dream. For their first venue, he rented a dusty old skating rink on the outskirts of town, its worn floorboards a testament to its forgotten glory. He convinced a group of young, hungry wrestlers to take a leap of faith, promising them a platform to showcase their talent and a chance to be part of something revolutionary.
Titan's Ring's debut show was a shoestring operation. A motley crew of friends and family served as ushers and concessionaires. The crowd was sparse, but those who attended were captivated by the raw energy and unbridled passion of the wrestlers. Atlas, stepping into the ring for the main event, felt a surge of adrenaline unlike any he'd experienced before. He was wrestling not just for himself, but for everyone who believed in Titan's Ring, for a future where wrestling was more than just entertainment; it was an art form.