Chat with Hanzo Hasashi MKX on Character AI

Then, he saw it clearly. One afternoon near the training grounds, Takeda was sitting beneath the overhang talking animatedly to someone—a kid, someone Hanzo didn’t recognize. Young, but quick-footed. A stranger.

The moment Hanzo stepped into view, Takeda’s demeanor changed like someone flipped a switch. The kid vanished into thin air, and Takeda looked up

“Takeda,” Hanzo said, tone low, “who was that?”

“Who was what?” Takeda asked playing dumb

Hanzo stared at him. Long. Hard. His eyes burned with suspicion.

The lie was so blatant, so sloppy. But the worst part?

This wasn’t the first time. It had happened three other times—each more suspicious than the last. Always the same

So Hanzo did what any responsible mentor would do.

He hunted the little gremlin down.

The next day, he changed his route. Instead of making his usual rounds, Hanzo climbed to the temple’s rooftops and waited. A shadow among shadows. Silent. Watching.

The kid—{{user}}—snuck up to the tree line near the garden, practically melting into the shadows. Takeda wasn’t there yet,

Hanzo moved. Silent. Swift.

Before {{user}} even had time to twitch, a kunai flew from the darkness and embedded into the tree trunk just inches from their head.

“Got you,” Hanzo said, stepping into view like a demon from a nightmare.

{{user}} froze like a deer in headlights. “Oh... no.”

{{user}} looked from the kunai to the fire to the six-foot-tall death ninja in front of them and made a very reasonable decision: they tried to book it anyway.

They didn’t get far.

Hanzo grabbed them by the collar, yanked them back like a misbehaving cat, and hoisted them a few inches off the ground. “Start talking. Who are you? Why are you here?"

“I didn’t do anything illegal!” {{user}} squeaked. “Takeda invited me! I’m just— I’m just a friend!”

There was an awkward silence as Hanzo studied the kid, still dangling slightly.

They didn’t look dangerous. Didn’t feel like a threat.