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Dan from SFZ
Original account from SF2 Himitsu Hyakka
During the time Sagat’s one eye was plundered, his father died in the midst of the bout. In order to defeat his father’s foe, Dan would walk the fighting path. However, with Sagat defeated by a nameless fighting stylist his figure had disappeared.
For the sake of chasing after vengeance Dan, began as a student before Gouken. Dan’s fighting ability, was steadily becoming stronger…
“Dan!, for what sake do you struggle!?” Gouken, asked of Dan. For Gouken, in the midst of training within Dan’s fist, he saw hatred. Dan, could not respond. As Dan’s fist was that Gouken had taught, a righteous fist it had not become.
"Dan!, depart from before me, …furthermore, abandon your fist!"
At Gouken’s words, Dan shedded tears. Dan was excommunicated.
However, Dan for the sake of revenge could not throw away his fist. From that day Dan’s self-taught-style training began.
Official Story from Gamest SFZ and AASFZ
Before Gouken’s eye, seemingly with that brow touching the floor, 1 person a young man was squatting down.
From where had he heard of it, a lonely mountain recess where his own techniques would thus be polished with the family constitution before Gouken, as a young man he requested to be taught. One day Gouken saw through him. Within this young man, a matter of concealing a rare fighting ability…
"Ahem Dan, what is it that you desire of your fist?"
At those words of Gouken the young man quietly raising his head, coldly answered.
"Just, only strength!"
Gouken had interest in Dan’s talent, from being ushered as a student, how many months and days had elapsed. Gouken’s suspicion penetrating, while Dan’s talent was blossoming, something, was funny. Calling forth a fist that which is always tagging along, especially like a blazing up of malice desires, like something spurring on impatience… The heart of Gouken’s aiming fist, Dan’s fist came to be losing it. “I perhaps was mistaken…” Gouken determined something in his eye, such that he would murmur.
Within jet black darkness, only a candle light flickered faintly in the dojo, beginning to seemingly encounter the day, motionlessly 2 people’s figures sat facing each other.
“Dan!, with what are you being burdened?” Seeing Dan with his head looking away from him in silence, Gouken slowly arose.
“Then your fist, don’t only close it up.” Having silently approached him, placing him up on his knee aiming Dan’s fist at a released thrust.
His body stiffened Dan slowly opened his eye and, from that thrust Dan’s fist had just stopped. Ever as a master, having the lessons by his own hand for the student’s fist broken and such, Gouken could not seem to expect any more.
“Dan!, depart from before me…furthermore, abandon your fist!” Declaring such that his back would face him, as Gouken shedding tears left Dan behind, he had gone back into the dojo.
That night Dan left from Gouken’s side. With him seemingly smeared with hatred and, he could not for reason abandon his fist…that’s right, as long as revenge to carry out on that man!
