For this piece I decided to get the rarest ink known to man… the last style benders body ink. My travels took me to Nigeria where I spent the next 4 days and 12 nights looking for him. I was losing hope but then I ran into a local genie that went by the name of Kamaru usman. He said if I wanted answers I needed to rub his 5 head and they’d be revealed so I did. As I rubbed his freshly polished bald head I got a tingling sensation. I blacked out and suddenly woke up in a dark room with the ghost of the late Robert Whittaker. He told me if I wanted to find the style bender Id need to go to New Zealand. I then woke up from my trance and got on the first Malaysian airlines flight to New Zealand. When I got there I saw Israel driving his brand new Mclaren and I tried to catch him by foot, but I got hit by a car outta nowhere. I looked to see who it was and I was shocked to see Jon Jones. He started running bc he didn’t wanna be liable for my insurance policy so he ran and I chased after him. I started gaining on him but he sniffed random chalk in his pocket and suddenly started to move quicker. Thank god I had my heelies on me tho, bc we were downhill so I gained on him and pushed him down. We started trading blows and I rocked him, he was down for a quick sec so I transitioned into a rear naked chokehold. He cracked me back and screamed “you fool this isn’t even my final form”. When my vision cleared it was too late… he pulled out a crack pipe and took a hit. The look in his eyes completely changed. I wasn’t fighting Jon jones anymore I was fighting crackhead Jon Jones! He let out a chilling screech, licked his lips and said “lets party!!” I threw an overhand right, but he slipped it..Then he bit me on the hand and followed up by throwing $1.85 in pocket change at me. I was shook. I now knew I had to fight with dirty tactics myself! “LOOK OUT JON” I said “USADA is behind you!” He turned around and that’s when I put all my power into one final punch! It dropped him cold and I gave him a few more punches while he was down for good measure. “Shoutout to Alexander Gustaffson- that ones for you…” I said. That being said I was never able to find the last stylebender....