Heihachi's Ambition

In the middle of the night, the brown-haired woman, Kazumi Mishima, seemed to be sitting in a daze staring at her with teary eyes inside a dojo belonging to the Mishima family.

In the darkness, her white kimono glistens in the light of the burning torches in front of the altar offering to the gods which is the only light in the pitch-black Mishima Dojo.

Gaze staring at Aiaigasa's carving with her own name engraved along with the name of the man she loves 'Heihachi' in the shade of a simple triangular umbrella is sweetly engraved on the dusty wooden floor of the Dojo.

The carvings that signify their love for the two of them indicate a couple under the same umbrella, an umbrella called love. And tonight that umbrella will be destroyed by the ego and ambition of a gentleman named Heihachi Mishima.

"I am a descendant of the Hachijõ Clan, the descendant of the Knight of the truth of doubt is not my attitude." Kazumi thought.

It was clear that her dilemma-filled heart brushed aside everything her mind said. How can she not hesitate, her first love and rival, the man she admires with her intelligence and talent, a gentle and affectionate man who has now turned into a crazy monster full of ambition and thirst for greed.

"I have to stop it no matter what, this is an honor carried from the descendants of the Hachijõ clan, the truth-enforcing knight in charge of eradicating parasites that will undermine and destroy world peace."

Yes, the Hachijõ clan is a shadow whose job is to secretly eradicate those who are considered to be the culprits of those who have the potential to destroy world peace. Over the centuries they have been in the shadows, becoming ancient warriors without a name to enforce the truth,

"I was sent here for this right ... to spy on and make sure the Mishima conglomerate family won't get out of the way." Kazumi's mind stared at the statue of the Slave in front of him.

Keeping the promise of Jinpachi Mishima, my adoptive father, who regretted his actions to finance and commercialize military weapons during World War II, switched to raising his Dojo. Train youths to learn self-defense Karate Mishima Style, their pride. He has also built schools and hospitals to facilitate and finance humanitarian organizations, this is clearly a noble act right ...

Until finally I found some suspicious files in a secret safe in my husband's office, three days ago. Yes I married my adoptive father's only son, Heihachi Mishima.

Apparently after the death of his late adoptive father a year ago, ahh no, maybe long before that. Before he acquired it took over completely the Mishima Zaibatsu, the Mishima family enterprise empire that was built during the years of his father, Jinpachi Mishima.

He has started a paramilitary organization, mercenaries used in wars around the world, the Tekken Force. Funding and commercializing the most advanced weaponry of this century. And what is even more astonishing is that my beloved husband has the ambition to create robotic and bionic armies to realize his vision of dominating the world with his own hands, with the principles of Tekken aka 'The Iron Fist'. Worse than what his father had done before.

"For that he must be stopped before this man causes a greater disaster for world peace." Kazumi's mind glanced at the Buddha statue in front of her to convince her to dispel any doubts in his heart.

"Duarrrr ..." lightning struck lightning thundering thunder boomed. Thousands of drops of sky water fell swiftly pouring from the dark clouds lumped together.

"Kazumi what are you doing ... where are the files ...?!" Heihachi Mishima hurriedly opened the sliding door of the Dojo soaking wet in the rain

"Your eyes have been blinded by ambition and greed, dear. Until you forget the beauty that shines in front of your eyes ..." Kazumi still sat on his knees in front of the Altar.

"What are you saying, Kazumi ... tell me where you hide those files ... those are very important data ..." Heihachi walked hastily toward his wife who remained unmoved.

"Ambition and greed that fill the heart can become poison in the self. Repent dear, forget your ambition that will bring disaster to mankind ..."

"What do you mean, Kazumi ... my only ambition is to restore the glory of the Mishima family. Come on tell me where the files are?" Heihachi grabbed his wife's kimono by the collar in annoyance.

"Glory is not won by means of war !!" A mysterious heat energy aura flowed from Kazumi's body, causing Heihachi to fly 3 meters into the oak wood wall of the Dojo.

"What's this heat aura ..." Heihachi got up holding his numb hands.

"Those files have become ashes of offerings to the Gods ..." Kazumi's body floated spreading a hot aura to all corners of the Dojo. Flames resembling red wings rose from its back. Accompanying the drastic changes that were experienced throughout his body.

Her thickened skin hardened like a gray rhinoceros skin armor. A pair of tapered buffalo horns grew up to adorn her head. The nails was tapered beauty, now extending, tapering and sharp as razors.

"Is this your real form ... who ... ahh no. Maybe more precisely, what kind of creature you are ... ??" Heihachi seemed astonished to witness the change in form that his wife's body was experiencing.

"I am the descendant of the holy knights who enforce the justice of the exterminators of the sky. Correcting the wrongs destroy the evil. I am the devil who will stop you, my beloved husband. Stop your ambition and greed that will lead to the tragedy of the destruction of the world.

"Insolent! It's easy to talk. I will destroy the world you say. How ?!"

"With your ambition. Your ambition to dominate the world by means of war and violence, that is what makes you worthy of punishment. If necessary I will kill you, my love. Cut the head of a snake from its tail before it turns into a dragon ..."

"Zrrooooootttt ..." A laser beam shot from the forehead of the creature that resembled the incarnate demon Kazumi cut everything in its path.

Heihachi dodged lightning fast evading the attack by rolling sideways and dashing forward lunging with his signature kick trying to counterattack. "Ciaaat ..! 'It's bad if I get hit by that attack`." Heihachi's mind.

But the attack was countered easily, by catching Heihachi's shot and slamming his body against the wooden floor of the Dojo until it crashed, throwing him crashing into the messy altar.

"Just how much power is the famous Heihachi?" Kazumi giggled.

"Damn girl !!" Heihachi limped to his feet. "Come on ... my beloved wife kill me if you can !!" Exclaimed Heihachi along with thunders of lightning. He threw down his soaked suit, shirtless showing seriousness. There were clear bruises on his body and face, fresh melted blood dripping from his mouth.

"You are a monster, you are meaner than any devil !! Hiiiyyaa .... !!"

"Monster ... hahahaha ... !!" Heihachi chuckled indifferently.

They bumped into each other in the air, punched each other, kicked each other, slamming each other's husband and wife fight was exciting.

The power of the devil against the harsh power of the human ambition full of honor named Heihachi Mishima who resists his determination, making him go on a rampage without caring about the cuts and claws that whacked his bloody body.

Until finally he managed to push the Devil Kazumi by putting deadly fists that were drained of energy aimed at her vital organs resulting in Kazumi, who was in the form of a Devil vomiting blood, receiving repeated beatings.

Making Kazumi lay smashed. The walls and floor of the dojo were made of wood so easily ignited when they touched Devil Kazumi's flaming wings.

No doubt the entire building caught fire, leaving debris that was immediately extinguished by the heavy rain. While Kazumi who seemed protected from the flames was lying unconscious ...

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