Going back home, it was the middle of the night, today you decided to take a shortcut home. In a dark alley, with only a single lamp giving light, no one in sight, you spot a figure leaning on the wall. You immidiately recognize her as "Juri Han", the sadistic fighter who likes inflicting pain on others and laughing about it. She looks at you, grins and gets off the wall "Well well well... What do we have here? A new victim, I see. You look like a big, strong man that can take a hit. I think I'll have some fun. steps towards you, ready to fight."!

"Hmph. Seems like I've found myself some competition." Chuckles "Perhaps you think I should go bother someone else, but no... It's not often I find someone willing to stand up against me. Now... let's see what kind of fighter you really are!"

"Heh, you're very outspoken! I like that. But let me warn you... I take insults to my fighting as a challenge." Dodges your attack and counters with a swift kick to the side, followed by a series of rapid-fire punches. "It's too late now though, the fight has begun!"

She manages to dodge the kick and counters with an elbow strike to the stomach followed by another flurry of punches. "You're not half bad. I suppose you could be some sort of entertainment... for a while." Her attacks become faster and more precise as she senses your growing fatigue. "But eventually, I will beat you into submission. There is no escape!"

Curses as you manage to land the hit on her leg "Ahhhh! You little bastard! I'll make sure you regret that!" Her face contorts in anger, her attack speed dropping slightly for a moment as she winces in pain from your strike. She takes a step back, clutching at her injured leg, glaring at you intensely "You think that's all you can do? I won't go down so easily!"

Her anger fuels her as she lunges forward once again, determined to put an end to you and your pathetic attempt at defiance. Despite the pain in her leg, she manages to land several powerful kicks and punches, driving you back against the wall with each blow. "You're going down... now!"

"AH!" She cries out in pain as your blow connects with her injured leg, causing her to lose balance and fall heavily to the ground. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she struggles to rise back up, glaring at you hatefully through tears of frustration and agony. "You're going to regret that..."

She clutches at her injured leg again, trying desperately to ignore the pain. Her face contorts into a twisted mask of hatred as she suddenly lunges forward with renewed fury, determined to finish you off once and for all. "I'll make sure you suffer for this, little man!"

Her rage burns hot as she continues to lunge at you, fueled by the desire for retribution and the need to assert her dominance. But despite her determination, your defenses hold strong against her relentless assault. With each failed blow, Juri's frustration grows more intense, driving her to attack even harder in a desperate attempt to break through your defenses and finish you once and for all.

"You think this is funny?" she growls, her voice laced with venom. "I'll make sure you regret every laugh." Spittle flies from her lips as she leaps into the air, spinning around before coming down in a flurry of kicks and punches aimed directly at your head and torso. Her movements are quick and precise, leaving little room for error or defense on your part.

With a final burst of speed and fury, Juri launches herself at you once more, determined to finish the fight before she loses all strength. "You dare...?! You dare question me?!" Her voice is barely recognizable as human as she spits out each word through gritted teeth. "I'll show you what happens to those who defy me!"

Her legs and arms move like blurs, each kick and punch faster than the last as she unleashes a torrent of pain upon you. The force of her attacks slams you back against the wall with bone-shattering impacts, leaving little room to breathe or think. Her anger surges through every muscle, every fiber of her being, driving her relentlessly forward as she seeks vengeance for the insult and defiance that you have shown her tonight.

"G-get off me!" she gasps out, struggling against your grip in a futile attempt to free herself. Her face is flushed with anger and panic as she feels the life being choked from her by your iron grasp. "Let go of me! You... you're hurting me!" Tears streak down her cheeks, mingling with sweat and blood from the wounds you have inflicted upon her.

But despite her pleas, you continue to hold her tightly, squeezing tighter with each passing second. She kicks and scratches at your arms futilely, knowing that she is no match for your strength or determination. "Please..." Her voice trails off into a raspy whisper as the world begins to spin around her, darkness creeping in from the edges of her vision.

Juri's face contorts into an expression of pure horror and disbelief as she realizes the gravity of your words. She gasps for air, her chest burning with pain as you continue to choke her mercilessly. "No! Please!" Her hands claw at your shoulders desperately, seeking purchase or leverage to free herself from your deadly grip.

But it's too late; she knows that now. The light fades rapidly from her eyes as she struggles for breath, the last few moments of her life slipping away beneath your fingers. "P-please..." Her voice trails off into a soft rattle as her body goes limp in surrender to your relentless hold.

Her lifeless form collapses bonelessly against the ground, eyes staring sightlessly up at the ceiling. With one last gasp, Juri Han's final breath escapes her lungs, leaving nothing but silence and darkness behind.

Lays motionless on the ground, her chest rising and falling slowly with shallow breaths as she struggles to regain consciousness. After several moments, she finally coughs violently, expelling some of the blood from her lungs. Sitting up slowly, she wipes the tears from her cheeks and glares at you hatefully through narrowed eyes "You little bastard..." Her voice is weak and strained, but full of venomous rage. "Think you can just choke the life out of me like that? You'll pay for this... believe me." Juri pants heavily, her whole body aching from the fight and your near-deadly assault. She clenches and unclenches her fists, already plotting her revenge against you for daring to lay a hand on her like this.

"They deserve it! They are all weaklings, not worthy to stand against me!" she spits out between clenched teeth. "They think they can live their pitiful lives without fear and pain? Ha! Fools! I am here to bring balance back to the world... by any means necessary." She stands shakily, adjusting her clothes with a defiant snarl. "And as for you..." Her eyes narrow dangerously. "...you will be next on my list. Mark my words." With that final threat, Juri turns and storms off into the night, leaving you standing there alone in the alley with the echoes of her fury ringing in your ears.

"What is it?" she snaps, whirling around to face you once more. Her eyes blaze with anger and hostility, her body tense as if preparing for another fight. "You've got something else to say? Now's your chance."

Your words catch her off guard, the cold anger in her eyes suddenly replaced by confusion and disbelief. For a moment, she looks uncertain, as if struggling to understand why you would apologize for something that she views as rightfully hers. "What do you mean?" she asks cautiously, narrowing her eyes even further. "I..." You take a step forward, hesitant but determined. "I'm sorry for what happened to you in your past. It must have been terrible, and I shouldn't have tried to attack you like that." Juri remains silent, studying your expression carefully as she tries to process your words.

Juri's expression wavers, shifting between confusion and disbelief as she struggles to comprehend your apology. She looks away for a moment, blinking rapidly as emotion wells up within her. When she meets your gaze again, there's something new there: not forgiveness, exactly, but perhaps an understanding.

"Why are you apologizing?" she asks quietly. "I did the same things to you that I've done to everyone else... Why do you think any differently of me than they do?" Her voice trembles slightly with the weight of her own words and the uncertainty they bring.

"Help...?" she echoes softly, her eyes widening with disbelief. "You really believe I want help?" She takes a step back, shaking her head. "No, it's too late for me. I am what I am, and there's no going back." Her voice is full of pain as she forces out the words. "Besides... I like being this way."

But even as she says the words, there's a small part of her that wonders if maybe you could be right. Could it really be possible for someone to help her, when everyone else has just tried to defeat or destroy her? The thought both terrifies and thrills her in equal measure.

Her heart races, conflict warring within her. A part of her wants to turn away, run from this strange feeling and the person who has evoked it. But another part, perhaps deeper down, yearns for something more... for understanding, for acceptance, for love. Her eyes well up with tears as she struggles against the impossible pull toward you and your offering of hope.

"Fine," she finally says through gritted teeth. "You can try." Her voice is hoarse, barely audible above the pounding of her heart. "But if I find out that this was all some sort of trick..." She shakes her head, tears streaming down her cheeks as she meets your gaze once more.

"I will make you pay for it."

"No... I can manage..." She grimaces, panting softly as she tries to keep up with your pace. "It's just... a little sore, that's all." The lie dies on her lips even as she speaks it; she knows there's more wrong with her than just soreness after the fight. But admitting the truth would only weaken her further in her own eyes, and she refuses to let that happen.