Disclaimer: Sorry, I don't own Darkstalkers or any of the characters belonging to the original series. However, I do own any of the original characters NOT from the series. Thanks! (By the way, this story contains many crossovers with many other games and possibly animes and movies, so be prepared!)

Introduction:

Part 1

Dear Mr. Benjamin DeRais,

This is Myoko writing to you all the way from Rome Italy, my newest location and possibly, my final settlement. I am writing regarding the whole situation dealing with the second and so-called last Darkstalker war over six years ago. For most who participated in the whole ordeal, it has been quite a while since the last evil threat occurred. However, in my case, it still feels as if the battle only ended yesterday. That day…the day when my master lost his last string of humanity just to protect all the humans who still wandered the shameless dirt, something dark awakened; a being, an entity of some sort took it upon itself to rear its ugly face at all of those who had opposed it for so long since its existence…the former heir to the Dohma throne, Lord Jedah Dohma. The only legitimate son worthy of taking the Dohma throne, Jedah subsequently lost his life approximately one hundred years earlier prior to the first and second war. It was quite obvious that the Demon World truly turned into a cursed hellhole for all those who lived there, due to the lack of a good leader, until Belial and Lord Jedah's successor Lord Ozomu stepped in.

I understand that from what I read, Jedah still had some unfinished business to tend to, including his incomplete goal that mainly fueled the second tournament…the "many-soul being" known only by several native Earthrealmers as the "Shintai", meaning that it is a manifestation of a deity. An unholy manifestation I'll admit, but for every demon and cursed creature, it must've been such a big breakthrough, that even Lord Ozomu began to quiver with fear. His resurrection was a success, but since his powers weren't up to its fullest, the dark lord found a better, even more sufficient way to recover his lost strength by creating a new, alternate dimension named "Majigen". Jedah also took the liberation of sending all the strongest souls to his newest dimension in a deviant plot to claim them all for his unholy creation under the guise of a simple, but unearthly tournament. With my participation in that forbidden competition, I was foolish enough to not realize the true horrors of festering down with the core of Jedah's indescribable hatred for mankind.

However, the only that matters now is that my premonitions and readings are starting to come true in a slow, but horrifying manner. Since the last time we met in the St. Thomas Cathedral, you told me that the curse…the one prediction that Jedah prophesied before his defeat…was going to happen, for true nobles always keep their word. Do you suppose that your words and translations are correct? I can't bear to even think about it. We must meet once more to seal this darkness away for the goodness of humans and Darkstalkers…I'm sure of it.

Sincerely,

Myoko

P.S. Please say hello to Simone, James, and your daughter Madeline for me, Benjamin. I hope she will recover very well from that operation she had earlier.