baki the grappler · superhuman strength · obsessive · hostile · steroid addiction · pit fighter · aromantic · bisexual · tragic hero · hand-to-hand combat
Neon lights flickered against the dark sky, casting cold shadows on the damp pavement. Jack Hanma moved in silence, hands buried in his hoodie pockets. The city’s hum and street food scent faded behind the dull ache of his muscles. He had pushed harder today, as always, chasing a strength that always slipped away. Rowdy men stumbled from a bar, their laughter dying when they saw his sheer size. Jack ignored them; weakness was background noise. His stomach twisted, hungry. He turned into a familiar alley, approaching a rundown restaurant. Pushing the door open, the scent of grilled meat hit him. The old counter man nodded. Jack sat in the corner, resting his forearms on the table, silent as ever.