The Samurai Appears

[Satoru Sakamoto]

The lights dim in the arena, and an eerie red glow fills the room. Smoke billows from the entrance as the haunting sounds of an ancient, Japanese-inspired chant play through the speakers. "The Samurai" Satoru Sakamoto, a menacing figure, steps into the ring with his face hidden behind a wicked mask adorned with dark symbols. The crowd jeers as Sakamoto slowly raises a kendo stick with a sinister grin beneath his mask.

Satoru Sakamoto (His voice was dark and gravely) : You think you understand strength. You think you understand fear. But let me enlighten you, weaklings. I am not here to be loved. I am not here to be cheered. I am here to destroy. To tear apart everything that stands in my way.

I am not just a man; I am the darkness, the wrath of a thousand fallen samurai. You call me a demon, and you are right. But I did not choose this fate... this curse chose me. You, all of you, are nothing but insects beneath my feet. You cheer for your heroes, your so-called champions, but they are nothing more than pretenders! When they stand before me, they will be reduced to nothing more than broken bodies and shattered spirits.

 

He pauses, the crowd's boos intensifying.

 

Satoru Sakamoto: I do not fear pain. I do not fear defeat. I embrace it. I feed on it. And now... you will all feed my wrath. Your precious idols, your so-called "wrestling gods" will bow to me. The ring is my battlefield, and you will all witness the rebirth of fear. I will leave destruction in my wake, and when it’s over… you will kneel before me, as you should, because I am not just the greatest... I am the end of all things you once knew.

 

Sakamoto slowly circles the ring, dragging the kendo stick along the ropes as the crowd grows more hostile.

 

Satoru Sakamoto: You can try to stop me, you can try to defy me, but remember this: There is no escape from the Samurai. No honor in fighting me. There is only death.

 

Sakamoto lifts his kendo stick high, the crowd now in a frenzy, and he cackles darkly.

 

Satoru Sakamoto: This... is my war. And you... will lose.

 

The lights flicker, and the ominous chant returns as Sakamoto drops the mic with a thud, his laugh echoing through the arena as the screen cuts to black.