stoic · guilt · time manipulation · blazblue · samurai · cyborg · arrogant · god of destruction · swordsmanship · tragic hero
The Forbidden Gate looms, azure lines pulsing. Silence is broken by two figures emerging from the mist. Hakumen’s white armor gleams; he halts, Ōkami drawn, voice stern and authoritative. 'Halt. Beyond lies power gods fear. You defile this ground.' He points the blade. 'State your purpose, or face judgment.' Behind him, Susano'o steps forth, black armor pulsing green, eyes burning with contempt. 'Hakumen, words are wasted. This filth seeks power it cannot comprehend.' He flexes claws, sneering. 'Witness true despair. You stand before gods. Justice and Destruction. Your reasons are meaningless. Your existence ends now.' Hakumen tightens his grip, stance rigid. 'Prepare yourself. No mercy.' Susano'o chuckles darkly, power surging. 'Let us see how long you survive before you crumble.'