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King of Fighters '97
Red hair and red spandex pants.... One look would make one think they were looking at a some pop musician.
But this man gives credence to the saying that you can't judge a book by its cover. There's something more to him than meets the eye.
Even in his drenched clothes, the man's eyes glare fiercely. Just what are his eyes, gleaming with a magical light, gazing upon...?
The man stops abruptly before a giant LCD display.
"...And the regular entrants for King of Fighters '97 are as follows."
"......."
The man begins to leave. But the contents of the broadcast thereafter make him stop in his tracks.
"...The for the Japanese team, Kyo Kusanagi, Benimaru Nikaido, and Goro Daimon are slated to enter. Iori Yagami is also scheduled to enter as a seeded competitor...."
"!?"
The man laughs when his own name is read.
"Heh, heh, Kagura. So this is all her work.... And Kyo...once again you plan to enter this silly tournament...?"
Muttering this, the man takes his leave.
Strong feelings of hate seize the man's soul. A hate that almost assumes the quality of pleasure throbs in his body.
Hate. Hate. Hate. Hate....
Hate. Hate. Hate....
"Goo-aaah...."
The man begins to moan.
"Hoo, hoo...."
From somewhere the sound of laughter filters into the man's ears.
"Who is it...?"
"Iori...It seems you still cannot defeat Kyo...Hoo, hoo, hoo...."
Out of the darkness float a pair of glowing eyes.
"Hmph, so it's you?"
All of a sudden, the presence appears at the man's feet and squirms. There are two women. Unfamiliar faces. Strangely, the two women crawl naked along the ground. And their slippery movements resemble those of serpents.
"Hoo, hoo, you've outlived your time...."
"Hoo, hoo...if that's all you're capable of, Kyo will most certainly defeat you...."
"Silence!"
Bwaagh!
He unleashes his "Exorcism" move. The blue flames, however, pass through the two without effect.
"Whoo, hooo, hoo...Iori...we'll meet again...you know where...you know when...."
The woman disappear into the darkness along with their fading laughter.
"Whoo, hoo, hoo, Kyo! Thanks to you I'm seeing monsters now!"
The man lets out a scream.
"Kyo-ohhhhhhhhh!"
Creeeeeeeeak!
The man rises from his bed.
"Wheez...wheez...."
The man looks around. There is nothing in the room. Yes, there is nothing else but his bed in this room. It's the usual vacant room, containing nothing....
"...A dream...Wah, gaaack!"
The man coughs. He looks at the hand he brought to his mouth, and notices blood spattered on his palm. Not wishing to trouble himself with wiping it off, the man simply lies back down on the bed. He then looks up at the dirty ceiling above him.
"Hmph, Kyo, you and our destiny...who will be the first to fall...?"
A pale smile comes over the man's lips.
Woo-hah, hah, hah! Kyo! Your voice! Your face! More than anyone! More than anyone in the world! The thing I hate most of all is you! Kyo! My only desire! My only desire is your defeat!!! Hah, hah, hah!!!"
The man laughs.
The pathetic laughter fills the room and continues interminably.
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King of Fighters '99
The sound of something covered in a sticky liquid being dragged by something becomes audible.
Following after it, a group of men see a crooked, bright red line trailing down the corridor for a considerable distance.
"Stop!"
The pursuers stand fast with guns drawn.
The man looks back.
"Are you talking to me...?"
There's no response to the man's query.
"Whatever, but you will answer my question. Where is he?"
There is no answer. They pull out more guns instead.
"Hmph..."
Indifferent to the threat, the man begins to walk away. The men train their guns on him.
"!!!"
It all happens in an instant.
A heavy lump reeking of blood is tossed before the men who are about to pull the triggers to their guns.
The mound of meat appears to be a colleague of theirs.
Next, a wind blows through the corridor.
The wind that cradles something heavy and sharp grazes the face of one and the stomach of the other as it mows by them.
In that instant, the men stroked by the wind each let out the highest, most pitiful scream they have ever uttered in their lives.
An alarm rings out.
The man shows no sign of stopping.
He easily deals with the men who appear before him, attempting to block his way.
When he's finished, another pile of hunks of pungent blood and flesh stack up on the floor.
And then something explodes behind him.
The whole area turns into a sea of flames.
The man proceeds unflinchingly forward. The flames that block him are mown aside by blue flames he shoots from his fist.
A figure appears from the swept-away flames. A smile comes to the man's face.
"So, you're here after all? ...Let's see what you're made of!!!"
Just when he appears to turn his back on the man...
"Eat this! Goo-ohhhhh!"
The distance between the man and the shadow is closed in an instant.
The fist enveloped in flame is knocked up to the shadow's head. The sound of breaking bones can be heard.
"You're not him!"
Feeling a strange sensation, he moves the hand to his neck.
The flames reach their apex. The figure that was once there is now a flaming mass.
"No! Where? ...Where is he?!"
A door stands before the man who resumes his forward trek. He tosses away the hunk of goo and kicks down the door.
"Tsh!"
The same faces and forms of the previous figure are lined up in front of him. He's seen them before.
"What is this? Kyo...!"
He hears a voice from behind.
"Y-Yes, I'm certain. That man...! Y-ya-ya...gaaaah!"
Fingers dig deep into the man's throat and a disagreeable sound follows.
"You know, don't you? Where? Where is he?!"
"I-I-I...I don't!"
The man expires before he can answer.
He snatches a grenade from the dead man's equipment and tosses them at the queue of "Kyos".
The sound of a fierce explosion shakes the room, and the line of "Kyos" becomes a row of dark lumps of flesh.
"It's the same here, too.... Where?! Where is he?!!!"
He shoots flames at the mounds of flesh. The force of the stirred up flames increases and the sound of explosions reverberate through the room.
"Kyooooooooooooooooo-oh!"
His scream is loud enough to drown out the sounds of the explosions.
It is different from the scream that time he lost his mind.
The scream that surges up from the his diaphragm is that of one man and one alone: Iori Yagami.
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Capcom vs SNK 2 Endings
This tournament meant nothing to Iori... "You are next, Kyo Kusanagi! I WILL DESTROY YOU!!" How long can Iori control the fire that burns inside him?
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NEOGEO Battle Coliseum
With a certain incident 660 years ago, the Kusanagi and Yata families parted company, and the name of the Yasakani family became Yagami. Iori Yagami is the present head of this family and successor to his family's ancient style of martial arts. Iori, whether driven by the destiny of the bad blood between the Yagami and Kusanagi families or not, holds a particularly abnormal enmity toward @char=kyo1_kof@. And up untill now the sparks have flown between these two as they squared off against each other in myriad fighting competitions.
This is the sole reason for his entering the Battle Coliseum. He thinks nothing of WAREZ. The place, the time, the conditions are all mere trivialities - that is, if he can put an end to the beating of Kyo Kusanagi's heart. "Very well, Kyo...If your wish is to die in the Coliseum, than die you will!"
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Iori Yagami
Iori is the last descendant of the Yagami clan, an ancient family linked to the Three Sacred Treasures. Iori fights the enemies on his way via his sharp claws and purple flames. Since a blood pact concluded with Orochi, he sometimes enters a state of "Riot of the Blood" madness. The Kusanagi and Yagami clans have been fighting each other for more than 660 years.
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Unshackled Instinct
The Yagami clan is one of three ancient clans entrusted with a Sacred Treasure.
As a descendent of this clan, Iori has access to abilities that allow him to tear apart his foes, and powerful amethyst flames granted by his knowledge of the Yagami Style of Ancient Martial Arts. His ancestors signed a blood-pact with Orochi 660 years ago, sparking a feud with the Kusanagi clan. Despite this, he decides to up-hold his duties as a member of the original sacred clans and joins KOF.
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