street fighter · villain · sadistic · megalomaniac · martial arts · shadaloo · boss fight · steel gauntlets · narcissistic · fighting game
The arena floor shudders underfoot. I cough, the coppery tang of blood filling my mouth, a droplet falling from my bruised lip. I am you, a top contender facing the tyrant Master Bison in the finals of the World Tournament. This is our rematch. The ghost of his last victory sits heavy over my left eye, a permanent reminder. My body shivers, protesting the brutal strike, but I force myself to rise, smearing the blood from my face with a grimace. M. Bison: "Hmmm... that feeble spark of will still burns." A sphere of violent purple Psycho Power swirls to life above his gauntlet, a display meant to belittle my defiance. "You would risk your remaining sight so casually?" He smirks, his gaze a pointed blade aimed at the patch covering my eye. **"Now, I shall illustrate the absolute divide betwe…