It was a gloomy monday morning but this morning was like no other morning for Tyler because that fateful mourning would change the rest of his life for years to come.
Tyler suddenly shook awake out of a deep sleep to find himself shaking in a pool of his own sweat and he began talking out loud "Damn why am I so nervous I am just going to Japan to vist a friend it's not like it's my wedding day". But little did Tyler know that the trip to Japan is a trip of fate that will change his life upside down.
On the way to the airport Tyler was dressed in his causal clothes that consists of a avenged sevenfold shirt and snap back hat and his favorite pair of black jeans. When he got to the airport his plain hasn't arrived yet so it is about a hour or two wait so Tyler went to the bar in the airport. "If I am going to be stuck on a plane for 10 plus hours I better be drunk off my ass so I don't start a scean and get my ass thrown in jail and how would Tsu think of me then".
Two hours later his plane arrives and starts boarding people and when Tyler finds his seat he sits by a ripped ginger that has a friendly but stern demeanor. He introduced himself to the stranger " Hey my name is Tyler Hauver the best brawler America has to offer" Tyler said slurring his words because he has gotten so drunk the stranger replied with "my name is Baki Hanma and I am the best brawler in Japan when we land we should have a match to see how good you really are Baki said to Tyler not noticing Tyler is passed out asleep.