As the time passed and I finally received the confirmation from WWE that I was able to compete for the Universal Championship, I was feeling exhilarated and determined to claim back what was mine. The only thing that I disliked about the entire match was that I had to face both The Fiend and Braun Strowman in a triple-threat match for the championship at Payback by signing a contract from Adam Pearce.

However, nobody knew about my alliance with Paul Heyman until the ending of SmackDown. I was relaxing in my locker-room until I heard Adam Pearce beginning to open the door.

"Roman? Ah, thank god. I've been looking everywhere for you!" Adam sighed in relief.

Frustrated, I walked over to him and picked up the small, navy blue binder that held the contract inside.

"I wanted to get your signature on this contract for Payback in a triple-threat."

I mumbled something to myself and looked over at Adam.

"I'm gonna have to take a look at this first." I said.

"Okay." He replied.

When SmackDown was minutes away from closing out the show, the cameras rolled out on me sitting down in my locker-room and Adam was standing beside Paul and I. I held the contract in my hand and glanced down at it and looked back up at Adam.

"Fix the changes that we need and tell me right now, I will be at Payback on Sunday. That is a promise. I will be in the triple threat match. Wreck everyone and leave. That is a guarantee; and I will win back my Universal Championship that I never lost in the first place!"

I took a moment to relax.

"That is not just a prediction." I looked at Adam, "That is a spoiler."

I looked next to me seeing Paul with a huge smile on his face.

"Believe that." Paul said, leaning slowly close to my shoulder.

I started to slightly smirk and the show closed out.

The Thunderdome went insane when everyone found out about our alliance together. Social media blew up and everyone was excited to finally see me as a heel instead of a face in the WWE.

As time went on after SmackDown, I relaxed back at my house with my wife and son along with hitting the gym back and forth until Payback.

As the time passed, Payback was tomorrow and I worked out as much as I could in the gym nonstop. I was getting closer to achieving more muscles in my arms and continued to work out for many hours until it started to get dark outside.

"I'm glad that's all over." I said to myself while wiping the sweat off my face with a washcloth.

After taking care of my face, I walked out of the gym after grabbing my duffel bag and made my way to the car to return home see my family waiting for me back at home.

Upon arriving back home, I was exhausted and went to the bathroom to shower for half an hour. Stepping out, I threw on one of my Under Armor shirts, a pair of grey sweatpants, and walked over to the bed and finally fell asleep for the night next to my wife.

Payback 2020

Today was finally the day that I rightfully reclaimed what was mine.

I watched as Braun and The Fiend were battling it out inside of the ring from backstage. I looked over at Paul with a smile on my face, "I'm about to make my way out to that ring, Paul, and they're going witness me holding that title above my head."

"Of course!" He replied, "You know, this is the Roman Reigns that I've always wanted to see. You, sir, are definitely your fathers son; and I know that you are going to someday be holding all the gold."

I looked over at Paul and flashed a smile. I stood up from my leather couch and made my way out to the ring with him. Before the could end, my entrance kicked off while the two were exhausted from wrestling. I walked out and signed the contract, making my way down to the ring.

The match started once again and I was laying waste against the two as they both tried to wrestle tooth and nail with me. Unfortunately for them, I got the pinfall and became victorious, holding the Universal Championship above my head. I placed it against my shoulder easily while glaring at the camera.

Having Paul Heyman as my advocate has been a huge shift in my career and being the heel I've always wanted to be has finally paid off. This felt like the real, more authentic version of Roman Reigns.

Arriving backstage, I was praised by many co-workers and friends on my first victory back in the ring. I'll have to admit, my strategy was devious and thankfully for Paul, he was going to recreate who I used to be. I'm no longer called the Big Dog of the WWE.

"Roman! You're going to be amazing as a heel." Sasha said, glancing up and down at my newly won Universal Championship. "That title truly belongs to you and it looks so much better on you than it would on someone like Braun or Bray."

I laughed, "Thanks, Sasha!"

I proceeded to walk towards my locker-room with Paul at my side and he broke the silence between us while I quickly purchased a bottle of water.

"Fantastic win, Roman!" He said with excitement. "I knew having me as your advocate would be a huge change in your career."

I cocked a smile, "Thanks, Paul. It's about time that WWE finally turned me heel. It has been long overdue." I said, readjusting the title around my shoulder.

"Indeed it has. Oh! I have an excellent idea for you."

"What's that, Paul?"

"We need to discuss this in the locker-room before we go over this with Shane and the WWE Creative."

"Alright, alright."

We walked over to my locker-room and sat down on the leather couch. I crossed my hands together and looked over at him with the same smile.

"What's this brilliant idea that you have?"

"Well, I-"

I interrupted him.

"How about you hear what I have to say first?"

"Oh, alright." Paul said in shock, knowing I quickly changed my mind and wanted to speak first.

"I no longer want to be called the Big Dog of the WWE."

"That's what I was going to talk to you about, actually."

"Is that so?" I cocked another smirk.

"I was thinking something on the lines of the Tribal Chief."

"Tribal Chief, huh?" I paused, "I actually like that idea, Paul."

"Oh! We can also say that the ones who cross your path as the Universal Champion are stepping into the Island of Relevancy."

"This sounds really nice."

"We're going to over this with Shane tomorrow during Monday Night Raw."

I nodded as he stepped out of my locker-room.

"Thank god that's over." I huffed.

I sat down on my leather couch and twiddled my thumbs as I was into deep thought about this huge career change. Suddenly, I recieved a call from my wife.

"Hey, babe."

"You were amazing out there tonight!"

"Thanks baby. I finally reclaimed back what was mine to begin with."

"When will you be home? Loto's been a huge hassle all day."

"I'll be home tomorrow. I need to shower, get dressed, and relax for the night. Thankfully I'm in Orlando and Pensacola isn't that far away. Just six-hours of a drive."

"Alright, I hope you'll return home soon. Loto has been missing his father and he was so excited to see you on the screen tonight!"

"Aww, that's sweet." I smiled. "Is the little guy awake?"

"No, he finally crashed a few minutes ago before I called you."

"At least he's not screaming out and crying right now. I'd get some rest for now if I were you babe, and I'll be arriving back home tomorrow after Paul and I discuss some more business."

We had a simple conversation that lasted for awhile and then I had to hang up for the night and finally get some well deserved rest after finally winning back what I never lost.