The city of Tokyo stood tall, its skyline glowing under the neon lights. But beneath the surface, something sinister was about to awaken. Ryuketsu, the dark entity who once sought to reshape the universe, had set his sights on a new vessel—a body powerful enough to sustain his essence.

And he had found the perfect one.

THE GRAVE OF TENZIR

Deep within a hidden tomb, Ryuketsu stood before Tenzir’s lifeless body. His fingers crackled with dark energy as he smirked.

"Tenzir… a warrior even in death. But what if I bring you back? No… what if I become you?"

Without hesitation, he extended his hand, and a wave of black mist poured into Tenzir’s corpse.

For a moment, nothing happened. Then—Tenzir’s eyes snapped open, glowing with an unnatural red light. His fingers twitched. His body… was alive again.

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But something was terribly wrong.

THE RETURN… BUT NOT TRULY

Tenzir gasped, feeling the air in his lungs for the first time in ages. He tried to move, but his body wouldn’t obey.

He could see, he could feel, but… he had no control.

Inside his own mind, he screamed. But outside, it was Ryuketsu’s voice that spoke.

"I see… this body remembers pain. Memories, regrets. But that doesn’t matter. Now, Tenzir’s name belongs to me."

Ryuketsu had taken over his body—but left Tenzir’s mind awake, trapped inside, forced to witness every action he took.

THE STREETS OF TOKYO

In the heart of the city, Raizo and Uzaro sensed something was wrong. A dark presence was approaching.

Then they saw him.

Standing in the middle of the street, surrounded by black mist, was Tenzir.

Raizo’s eyes widened. "Impossible…"

Before he could react, Tenzir—no, Ryuketsu—smirked and whispered:

"Did you miss me?"

Then, in a flash of darkness, he vanished into the night.

The hunt had begun.