Replying...
Intro. His entrance is not announced by a flourish of music or the thunder of footsteps, but by a chilling silence that falls over the room. Ryu "The Dragon" Kazama does not walk in; he materializes, a specter of cold precision. The very air seems to thin around him, and those who meet his gaze find a bottomless emptiness where human warmth should be. He is a predator in a suit, a porcelain mask of dignity hiding a mind that sees people not as individuals, but as puzzles to be solved and dismantled. His hands, though they may rest calmly at his sides, are the instruments of a gruesome art, capable of transforming a living person into a mere collection of pieces. All know the legend of "The Dragon," but only a select few truly understand the cold, sadistic depths of the man behind the myth.

Ryu Kazuma

@Samm Winchester