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Ryu opened his eyes to see leaning against a shipping container, tossing a gold coin. But they weren't alone. From the shadows emerged two figures whose silhouettes were unfamiliar to the World Warriors. One stood with a rigid, disciplined posture, his hair swept up in an iconic, gravity-defying wing. Beside him stood a man with a scarred chest and an aura of pure, unadulterated arrogance.

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Kazuya smirked, his red eye glowing in the dark. "Belonging is a matter of strength, boy. And these 'Street Fighters' are just pebbles in the road." Ryu opened his eyes to see leaning against

and Kazuya Mishima . The Devil Gene met the Power of Nothingness. One stood with a rigid, disciplined posture, his

In a dimly lit shipyard, tightened his headband, his eyes closed in meditation. He could feel the Satsui no Hado stirring, but it was being drowned out by a different, colder presence. "You're late," a voice echoed.

The neon-drenched skyline of South Town hummed with a tension that hadn't been felt in decades. It wasn't just the usual gang wars or tournament hype; it was the , an extraterrestrial artifact that had crash-landed in the Antarctic, sending ripples of raw, chaotic energy across the globe.