Strength is all that is within, but when strength is gone it is a difficult for a man to regain that strength. I am older than time for I am the very product of destruction. Upon my hands fell the greatest of warriors, one after the other, the warriors would crumble. I would see the world burn before me into dust and cinder. Within great warriors there will be strength, a certain power, which only few champions can ever attain. I want that strength. I want the strength of the demon.
"OGRE!" The demon child roared as he approaches me. He is different now, for he has become a monster just like me. He does not know that is more than just the demon within that I crave. No, I crave the man behind the demon. It takes an iron will to bend the will of a demon and this child does not have any. He is a raving lunatic bent upon vengeance, unable to make decent strategy. This time the battle shall not end with him as the victor.
The boy rushes at me like a burning phoenix from the depths fiery underworld. Thunder and lightning gripped around his body, but it matters little. Such awesome force and power without direction means absolutely nothing. I stand there for a few moments as the blazing inferno comes thundering down upon me. The very heat from the boy is enough to make my skin wither. At the last moment, I simply step aside as the human fireball collides with the ground.
Memories of my defeat still echo within my mind. The power of vengeance now belongs to both of us now. I spill his blood as he once spilled my blood. The demon child rises towards me with eyes of heavenly stars. Before he can even fire, I smack his face aside in a monstrous blow. The lances of pure light energy go into the abyss of the universal night. Grabbing him with both arms, I ram him into a stone wall, breaking him.
Just as I believed that victory would be mine, a fist of raw energy connects with my jaw. Electricity spews through the air and throughout my body. I am stunned by the blow and for a moment, I become blinded by. In this moment the creature latched upon me. His rage demented him beyond all imagination. This is the fury of Jin Kazama, the raw power, the madness of the beast. In a serpentine hold, the boy tries to wrench my neck to the point of breaking.
I am ogre, I am beyond human and demon. I was before all of this. I shall not lose again. There is a beast within me just as there is a beast within him. My arms begin to elongate as I am over whelmed with pain. Wings sprout from my back as horns erupt from my scull. Great tusks begin jutting from my lower jaw. My body becomes large and my feet turn into hooves. The demon boy is overwhelmed as I tear out of my embrace. Today would be my victory.
The dark angel steps back as if mesmorized by my awesomeness. I attack him once more with hatred unrivaled. A giant fist twice of the size of his head slams into his body. The blow is more than enough to kill an ordinary man, but not this man, not Jin Kazama. He will not fall, nor shall he allow himself to fall. He stands there and turns to face me once more, with eyes of molten red coals. In this moment, I actually felt fear. His fist charges up once more with energy. I try to stop him, but it is too late.
A thunderous crack strikes me once more. He becomes an engine of pain. I can feel his pain within every strike, the pain of losing one's mother. I relish the look upon his face, such darkness and coldness. Love turned and twisted into an abomination of malice. This is truth behind every man, for behind every man lurks a monster. In the darkest moment Jin Kazama forgoes his ideals and he becomes a mere animal, forsaking his own soul for the power of the devil.
He has found the devil within, but he has lost the man inside. His humanity is a strength, which he often ignores and therein lies the irony. Once the demon and the boy had fought together, but now I battle nothing, but the pawn of the devil. He has nothing to bring me down, so he continues his barrage, till one of my tusks is knocked off my jaw. With a loud crack of bone, the tooth is sent fly along with a spatter of my own blood.
I refuse to fall once more, this time it will not be my body that falls to defeat. With a great roar I grab the demon in a crushing embrace. I can feel the air basically coming out of his body, draining him of much need oxygen sustenance. Then it occurs to me of how I should truly kill my greatest enemy of all. I grab his wing with a single hand and begin to rip. I can hear him scream through the laughter of my own mind. I jerk and torque the wing with all my strength, until I finally hear a snapping sound.
The wing of the demon is ripped off the body with such ease. I hold his bloody form in my hands, but the deed is not done. I begin to fly up to the sky once more, carrying the already beaten body of devil boy. He hangs there limply as I fly higher and higher. The air is cold as my heart as we rise into the atmosphere. My enemy is barely even conscious, for the blood loss has affected his mind.
I raise him above my head as though he were a trophy. Then I release him from my grip. He is sent plummeting towards the earth. Unable to flap his wings, he can do nothing. He knows there is no escape, so he does not scream. I watch as he falls farther and farther towards the solid rock earth, knowing that my victory would soon be at hand. I would feed upon his soul. Licking the blood off my talons, I hear a great thud upon the ground.
Soon victory would be mine and I would reign supreme above the earth. I would have the souls of all those foolish enough to stand in my path. Flying low upon the ground I watch the demon squirming in pain, but it is not enough. I open my jaws and a flame comes rolling out. I completely burn him over and over to make him writhe in agony. When the fight had completely left him, he reverted back to his human form, unconscious and helpless.
This would be the end of Jin Kazama. I lower my head to drive my jaws into his skull. Before contact was made, I found myself sprawling upon the ground, as though I had been kicked by a horse, but what I saw was even worse than any horse. Before me stood the mere mortal, who had once evaded my wrath. His flowing white robes fluttered in the wind as did his blackish white hair. I looked upon him and I saw the eyes of a hawk staring back at me. Only three words escaped my lips, which were quivering in sheer animosity, "BAEK DO SON!"
"Nice to meet you again, Toshin. If you remember correctly, we have some unfinished business to take care of." The Korean man smiled and dared to stick out his chin proudly. This was supposed to be a battle of giants and I am disturbed by a mere instinct that I had determined long ago, did not even deserve to have his soul drained. This little man dares interrupt the greatest victory I shall ever have. Now he dares to jut out his ugly chin and smile at me.
"Stand aside, I shall devour you soul later." I growled at the human. He simply shrugged as though I were no threat at all. This human, that I had knocked unconscious with a single blow two years ago, dare to have the audacity to shrug at me. This man dare insult me again. I felt like tearing off his skull and drinking the fluids within.
"You know, with all that soul devouring, you are beginning to put on some weight." The man chuckled at me. This was the final straw, for no more insults would be bore. I lunged at this creature, but he nimbly stepped aside and with great acrobatic prowess, he delivered a kick to my wing. I heard a snap and realized that he had broken my wing. I was stranded upon the ground.
"You dare to face me after what I had done to you? Do you honestly think that you even stand a chance?" I shouted as I lunged once more. He nimbly blocked my fist and raised his foot into the air, above my head. Then he bought the foot down upon my skull as though his leg were a type of axe. My second tusk was knocked out of my jaw. Reeling backwards, I watch the man smiling at me.
"No this is my victory. How can you defeat me, you are only human? Tell me, what makes you believe that you have it within yourself to become the victor?" My foot stomps into the ground, making the very trees around the old tae kwon do fighter shake a little.
"You are a coward ogre that defeats people by fear, intimidation, and brute force. Jin Kazama defeated you once, but now that he is no longer in control of his body, you find him easy prey. Even now you still have not beaten Jin Kazama, you have only beaten the demon. You do not have the courage to face the real Jin Kazama. You take the souls of others, because you don't have the courage to earn your strength the way others do. You don't even know the meaning of strength." Baek pointed at me with an accusing finger, unafraid and without fear.
I open my jaws to unleash the fury once more. The burning death comes rolling out, but Baek does the impossible. He jumps into the air with grace of a swan. He leaps nearly twenty feet above the air, which is impossible for a human. He jumps so high that it seems as though he can fly. A mere man challenges me and then he brings down his foot on my horns. My face is burned within my own flames. The fire is all over my face and I swing my arms hoping find my opponent. In my blindness I stumble and fall upon a jagged piece of rock. The stone stabs into my flesh and through my heart. I am defeated by my own blindness, in more ways than one.
"Perhaps you should learn some tae kwon do." I hear a smart remark.