After my well-earned victory, it was time for some well-earned rewards. I mean, sure, some dude died but... It's not like I knew him or anything, really. So it was really a resounding success. As I'd expected, doing the bidding of the mysterious ripped dude who gave me the contract did, in fact, have serious benefits. Pretty much right away, I started to feel something boiling within me, an incredible stirring power making its way to the surface. 

Like with everything, I embraced it eagerly and began to train with this new potent power. I'd been a good fighter before, thanks to my ace instincts, natural raw talent, and flawless existence. Now, though, with this new power? I was better than anybody. I mean, I'd already been the best, but now I was even better than that. My reflexes were crazy, my movements flawless. Finally, I was starting to reach the pinnacle of strength--anime. I could probably even block bullets or some shit now!

I was eager for more. More power!

I've been meditating, lately.

Cheesy, I know. But I've... Kind of awakened--from the secrets of power that these contracts have given me--to the fact that the mind is just another part of the body. If I'm trying to become the perfect fighter, I need to be more than what I've been. I gotta expand my mind, my horizons, and my thinking.

Meditating helps with that. Centering yourself, and focusing on your inner thoughts that lie beneath the conscious. The more I've done it, the more I can tell it's already working. The Ki--that energy I've been using to fight--inside of me flows eagerly throughout my whole body, but by starting to unify my mind with my body, it's letting me protect my mind, too.

Surprisingly, it's making me better at fighting games, too! Maybe soon I'll feel up to returning to the big pro scene instead of these small time tournaments?