Meet The Grandpa

"If you are a descendant of Devils, arise ... I will be ready to be your opponent at any time." Heihachi had the heart to throw away his son's tiny body from the top of the ten meters high rock cliff with his burning eyes teary ...

The little body of the poor boy floated swiftly falling from a steep cliff more than ten meters high. No doubt little Kazuya's body, which was already covered in wounds, was torn apart into sharp clashes with ancient rocks.

And in the end, a sharp, tapered rock slammed across little Kazuya's chest, until the tip of the sharp rock cracked and broke into Kazuya's small body which had fallen so hard. A huge gash cut across Kazuya's tiny chest before his body hit the ground violently lying covered in blood.

While Heihachi looked down and wandered away, he could not bear to see his son's body die horribly at the bottom of the abyss. "That boy could not have survived ..." he thought.

"Crows, Falcons ..." was the codename of the Tekken Force. "... clean up all this mess, cover it all from the public eye ..." Heihachi ordered from an ear piece taken from his trouser pocket ...

"KAZUYA WAKES UP !!" A mysterious loud scream with a harsh tone made little Kazuya gasp with wide eyes.

A mysterious third eye widened red open from Kazuya's forehead stimulating a dark purple aura that felt warm. Made Kazuya's body feel at ease. Quickly healed all the wounds that had struck her tiny body magically.

Leaving scars that slowly dried up on his face and all over his body. The scars that would torture him forever. A scar that reminds him of his revenge, a resentment against his father, Heihachi Mishima.

As Kazuya came to his full sensation, his third eye closed and disappeared completely from his forehead, as did the dark purple aura that made him feel comfortable. Leaving a crumbling creeping through every inch of his body.

"Erhh ... where am I ...?" Kazuya grimaced to his feet and sat looking around for clues to his whereabouts.

"Huh ... isn't that Hon-Maru Temple?" Kazuya's eyes widened when he saw the Hon-Maru Temple at the top of the cliff. He was stunned when he realized he was at the bottom of the abyss.

"This is ... argh my head ..." Kazuya's head ached as he remembered his bloody battle with his father before. A sharp excruciating pain creeping up the bone marrow, wringing her heart apart, making her tiny body shiver, stimulating all the stomach contents up the chest and down the throat until it finally bursts out vomiting.

"Hoergkh ... Aaarggg ... Heihachiiiiii .... !! I swear to kill you with my own hands !! Human cruel !!" Kazuya's fiery red eyes stared at him with vengeful eyes. The grudge that will torment him for life. Revenge that becomes hatred. Become a path full of darkness.

Little Kazuya limped up and walked away from the place with a body covered in scars and wounds that he no longer cared about. His eyes were glowering with hatred towards the Hon-Maru Temple.

"I have to endure .... I have to endure ...." fueled by the burning vengeance or perhaps because of Kazuya's demonic blood finally arrived exactly five meters below the Hon-Maru Temple, after two days of walking without eating and drinking. . Regardless of the wounds - which even though they have healed but have not yet completely dried up - they still feel very ill and painful throughout the body of such a small child.

"Ahh cave ... I never knew there was a cave around here ..." Kazuya grimaced as he sat leaning against the dusty wall of the cave's mouth full of cobwebs. Taking short breaks saves breath and energy.

'~ Kriuuuttt ~' The voice of Kazuya's stomach was so loud that it echoed back and forth, bouncing toward the depths of the dark cave, it disturbed bats and other nocturnal animals that were looking for prey.

"Eewhh ... so hungry ..." again, Kazuya's small voice echoed back and forth through the darkness of the cave, which this time made the bats screeching restlessly flying out of the cave.

"What bats ..." Kazuya was holding his stomach that was stinging with hunger smiling watching the beauty of thousands of bats flying out of the cave under the full moon.

"Kazuya ... is that you, boy ...?!"

Kazuya was startled by the echo of a familiar voice in his ears. "Grandpa ... Are you that ....?!"

"Yes this is Grandpa, my dear ..."

"Impossible! Grandfather has ... already ..."

"Already dead ... that's what they said. What your father said ...." Her deep voice that sounded straightforward and firm signaled his strong and stern persona, the distinctive persona that every member of the Mishima family has.

Kazuya looked confused digesting what he heard. How could a person who died a year ago be in a place like this. Inside a dark, stuffy cave like this. He thought. "Could ... could be you were the ghost. Or ... or was just my imagination."

"Ghost .... huahahah ... you think I'm a ghost? Hahahaha ... so funny, my grandson. Ferry ferry funny ... hahahaha ... !!" His laughter echoed crisply in the dark.

"Grandfather is locked up here, under this Hon-Maru Temple. Because Grandfather has been seen as intruding on your father's insane ambitions. The ambition to dominate the world with the most advanced military and weaponry of this century ... ahh of course you won't understand." With his grandfather's loud and firm voice, Jinpachi Mishima, who was thought to have died a year ago, briefly explained why he was locked up in this sad stuffy place.

"Wait, wait ... Grandpa you said this place is under the Hon-Maru Temple ...?"

"Yes, it's true that Hon-Maru Temple was built on top of an ancient dungeon from the Tokugawa era ..." explained Jinpachi.

"To calm the spirits of the prisoners, a Buddhist temple was built on it. I never thought this prison would lock me up. Hehehe locked up the maker ... ironic right Kazuya." Connect Jinpachi.

"Yes it is ironic ..." Kazuya stared steadily in the thickening darkness. Dare to step through the darkness of the cave without the slightest light.

Even though they had to limp and grope the cave walls which were covered in dust and cobwebs in the blind darkness. Little Kazuya stepped deeper into the depths of the dark cave, no matter what ghosts or creatures he encountered. The sharp red eyes filled with hatred and resentment blinded everything. Even beyond the darkness that blinded him at this moment.

Hearing the echo of Kazuya's limping footsteps, his grandfather said; "Kazuya what do you want to step over here ..."

"I want to save Grandpa ..." Little Kazuya continued to walk in the dark to the depths of the cave's stomach while chatting with his grandfather.

"Don't come here Kazuya, it's useless. Get help, call your mother ..."

"That's also useless, Grandpa. Mother has died ... my father killed ..." Kazuya's steps paused for a moment saying in a gloomy tone. And continue his journey again.

"WHAT ?! Insolent !!" Jinpachi couldn't hold back his surprise. "Ambition and greed have really blinded the heart huh ..."

"Grandpa where are you, Grandpa ..." not long after, Kazuya had arrived. His little hands grabbed hold of groping the cold prison iron bars. Just because of the dense darkness Kazuya couldn't see anything ...

"Grandpa is here, Kazuya ...."

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