Neo Geo Battle Coliseum/Character Stories

Pre-Battle
I've been waiting for you, mighty ones!

This battle will not be another arrow in WAREZ's quiver.

For a corageous fighter like you, only the bravest of the brave will do.

Your'e got it. Oh. Perceptive one...

Me, the "True King". Like a Lion that is!!!

[Battle ensues]

Post-Battle
"It can't be... My body..."

The athlete thudding onto the pavement is the one and only King Lion, who never doubted he'd be victorious.

Given all his training. Given his ever so conditionary body, he's just a man neither invincible nor immortal.

Only King Lion, he and he alone, not once tried to accept this fact.

"It can't be. I won't accept this...! I am far stronger than this!"

King Lion uses his sword as a cane, manages to stand and lurch to the exit.

"I can't die yet... I will not die!"

His body damaged beyond excess is showing signs of rejecting the medication he's been taking.

The bones in his body creak and his muscles scream as he becomes faint. What keeps him from succumbing is his singular pride in the fact that he's the one and only King Lion.

"All of you... will be summoned... to my Beast God Battle Competition."

So intones the proud King Lion.

"Mark this Mighty Ones! Until then... I will heal my wounds and await you."

[Goodman's shadow appears for a brief period between the flames]

Pre-Battle
Pathetic...

Pathetic, pathetic!!! So pathetic!

You're not worth the space you take.

At least you can discover your worth of [slashes statue] your existence as my hearty meal.

[The upper half of the statue starts to fall off]

This ultimate living being...

...offers you the glory of becoming DIO's flesh and blood.

[Battle ensues]

Post-Battle
"Un-Unbelievable! I... The ultimate being. I've... Gaaaah!"

The death cries of NEO-DIO reverberate off the coliseum's stone walls.

NEO-DIO who has hidden in the earth is no longer the ultimate being.

He neither accepts his defeat nor his oncoming death. His is a tragic and incomplete fate.

It's as if... he were but a mere mortal.

"This trash... this scum... has..."

Even while he turns into a glob of protein, his curses are without end. The rebukes keep coming.

"Insects! Dregs!!! You inferior scum!" Even though the spectators ignore him, his cursing screams are without end.

Thus ends the Battle Coliseum, NEO-DIO returns to nothing.

But as long as evil mortals walk, the second or third coming of NEO-DIO is sure to visit the world again.

If anything is certain... is is that. Because WAREZ is still in business.

[Goodman's shadow appears for a brief period between the flames]

Pre-Battle
[A sphere of light appears]

Why?

Why have you come here?

[The light takes the form of Orochi]

My name is, Mizuchi.

[Raises his arms] You mortals are destined to die...

I'll send your souls back to Gaia...

So... Let us return to nothingness. [A giant aura surrounds him]

[Battle ensues]

Post-Battle
Mizuchi falls to the ground; his knees bang against the coliseum's stone floor.

Appearing to be human, he is anything but. He's the World's will, made by human hands. His body is rapidly falling appart.

His heartbeat pulsates irregularly. His skin withers like an old hag's. Torrents of blood burst from ruptured veins, producing nauseatingly sweet odor.

"I..."

The synthetic life provided by WAREZ reaches its terrible terminus.

"Congratulations on your victory. Time for the awards ceremony now, so..."

The man gives him an officious look as he draws near for further inquiry. He is a mere emoee employed by WAREZ. He knows nothing of the reality behind this Battle Coliseum events.

Only one thing is clear now.

The battle with Mizuchi was not the "true" climax.

Only the one who is the most superior will be able to face the true enemy.

March 2017, by the New Japan Calendar. The Battle Coliseum is over. ...At least for now.

[Goodman's shadow appears for a brief period between the flames]

Pre-Battle
Welcome... renowed coliseum victor!

We here at WAREZ...

[Goodman's whip start to burn]

...from the bottom of our hearts...

...welcome you!!!

...My name, ypu ask? Hmph... Did I forget to mention it?

[The Gorilla spirit appears]

Well... then do me the favor of calling me... "Goodman".

"Goodman," ah, that is good... Hoo, hoo, hoo.

A perfect name for me, if I do say so. I bet you think so too, don't you?

Well... then... Are we all set here...?

[The Gorilla spirit roars facing the screen]

So... the time has finally arrived... Time to finally use some Sun Tzu!

[Battle ensues]

Post-Battle
[Goodman is knocked out]

Umph......

You really do have the stuff...

I got to hand it to you... You're too much for me.

[As he releases the hand out of his face] In my present form, that is.

I thank you for your "assistance". [Goodman disappears]

I'll be looking forward to it! [The Gorilla spirit roars as he vanishes] To our "next little meeting" that is.

Hoo, hoo, hoo... Wah, ha, ha, ga-ha!!!

Endings
Note: To see these endings, you must defeat Goodman.

Yuki
Yuki's mission is accomplished: He's operating covertly in WAREZ.

But the tournament operations department is just an empty room now.

The man known as Goodman has deleted all of the data, and his true identity will apparentely remain a secret.

"This isn't the end of it..."

Yuki knows the score. He's surely got more tricks up his sleeve. Tricks he'll be facing again soon.

The sun sets as he crosses the giant coliseum. Yuki's battle has just begun.

Kyo
"He got away..."

Kyo mutters, blowing out the flames that flicker from his fingertips.

After the mysterious Goodman vanished, it seems no one else remains. He's seen this type of megalomaniac and this type of routine before.

"Well, I guess I should be happy he didn't blow himself up like someone I know."

Dawns rosy fingers pierce the dark and gloomy coliseum interior.

Singe marks becomes evident as the sunlight illuminates his clothing.

Who was the user of flames who held Kyo at bay? What's WAREZ's true objective? And just who is this enigmatic Goodman?

But before that...

"How do I get home from here?"

Doing a 360 reveals nothing but horizon. He's surrounded by nothing but wasteland outside the stadium, as far as the eye can see.

(Sorry, Yuki. Looks like I'll be late again.)

Terry
"OK!"

The Battle Coliseum has been acknowledged as the biggest tournament without precedent.

And the honor of victory, as speculated, has been graced upon Terry Bogard.

"Man, that guy just gets tougher and tougher. What's your take on it, Abel?"

"...Damn tough."

"Hmph. You don't mince words, don't you?"

These two have watched the proceedings on TV, evaluating Terry's performance. They're probably the mightiest strong men Second South now has to offer these days.

"About that upcoming fight tournament, have you received Bogard's response yet?"

"Nope. But don't sweat it, Cain. That guy will enter for sure."

The figure of Rock Howard appears on TV now, too.

Cain smiles wryly as he watches the two behave like father and son, perhaps like brothers, even.

Mai
"How about it, Andy?! Are you ready to say... 'Uncle?'"

Having dominated the Battle Coliseum, all that meets the elated Mai are the gloomy faces of Andy's disciples.

"Hey, kiddies, I'm back, so just where is Andy?!"

As she grabs a disciple by the neck and spins him around he says shakily, "Terry and Joe came and Andy just said, 'Keep an eye on the gym for a while'."

"Those two again, huh...? KOF's that important, is it?"

No way a disciple is going to say. "Of course it's that important." "For a fighter it's THE event!" All of them fall silent, as if at a wake or a funeral.

"Hey, you! Call up Mary and King! And I mean chop, chop!"

"Uh, right. What for?"

"Want me to spell it out for you?! I'm entering KOF, too, and I'll make sure Andy knows the power of love."

No way a disciple's going to retort. "I'd hardly call it 'power of love'."

Mr. Karate
The media has reported to all the world of the full return of the invincible dragon.

Heart, technique, and body.

Ryo, having mastered every aspect. Has been deemed the ultimate fighter, both in name and deed;

Likewise, he has become the man suitable to bear the title, the title of "Mister".

"Hey, Ryo, the award ceremony's starting... Where are you hiding, Ryo!?"

Both Ryo and Mr. Karate are nowhere to be seen in the coliseum.

Honor and money are not their objective.

To be stronger, ever more stronger.

They are the makers of the way to Kyokugen.