Post by Kensuke Marifuji Jr on May 22, 2017 17:06:13 GMT -5
The sun beats down upon the earth, warming the grass and plants of the Marifuji garden. Surrounded by trees that sway in the soft touch of a gentle breeze, birds chirping in a soft melody that would bring joy to a small child playing in the yard sits Kensuke Marifuji, sitting with his legs crossed, his elbows resting in a relaxing manner over his kneecaps. Dancing elegantly in the air is the serene tone of the Japanese bamboo flute, carrying swiftly in the wind soothes a meditating Kensuke. His blonde hair moves ever so slightly, his soft tan stained skin undisturbed by the breeze.
Kensuke sat in the garden following his normal daily routine, however, today was different. For tonight he would board a plane heading for Lille, France. Tomorrow would be the debut of a prodigy destined for greatness, the debut of Kensuke Marifuji Jr. Kensuke, normally a very calm individual, was filled with butterflies in his gut. This was his biggest step yet in his quest to prove to himself that he can be the best in the world, his signing with Thy WWE would no doubt be his toughest test, pushing his training to its utmost limits, mind, body, and spirit. Marifuji though has never shied away from a challenge. His father taught him that to run away from a challenge, to not face the things you fear most is worse than trying and ultimately failing. Knowing that you tried to succeed is spiritually more fulfilling and honorable to those you have to face. His father was often blunt in his teachings, calling those who run from challenge and fear cowards, dishonoring the legacy of their ancestors. Suddenly, Kensuke’s eyes flutter showing activity. They open without warning, a smile dances on his lips.
I love the beautiful sound of the flute. It’s loving tone seeping into my soul, soothing even the most barren deserts of my spirit. No man or woman is perfect at their core, and never will be either for humans were created to be imperfect creatures. I, however, refuse to let this flaw keep me from becoming the best that I can possibly be. Perfection is impossible to reach, but, I refuse to let that stop me from coming as close as I can to perfection. At a young age, mainly thanks to my father I found martial arts. Martial arts is more than just strikes and hand to hand combat. Martial arts can be perfected. It is a belief that can only perfected when you find a harmonic balance between mind, body, and soul. Separate, each can only do so much and those who only use one or the other will ultimately fall. However, when combined together, used in unison that person can reach heights they could only dream in their wildest fantasies.
Kensuke slowly rises from his seated position in the garden, admiring the green leaves, full of life, pondering in his mind the strategy he will use against Dominic Reynolds. The man also known as the Master of the Kick is a magnificent striker with a dangerous submission game.
Bruce Lee once said, “I fear not the man who has practiced 10,000 kicks once, but I fear the man who has practiced one kick 10,000 times”. I may not have 10+ years of experience in professional wrestling some do here in Thy WWE, but, I have over 20+ years of experience in the trade of martial arts. I am the man who has practiced each kick 10,000 times, there for I must be feared. I earned the title Master of the Kick. I am not being arrogant. Arrogance blinds a man, causing a loss of focus that is costly in a fight. I am simply confident in the training that I have had over those 20 years. My life is martial arts. I know these things because I have gone through situations in my life that had blinded my focus. However, returning to the core system of the arts I was able to find my way back on the path of tranquility. We all lose our way at some point in life, waver from the path of righteousness and peace, but, those who are strong eventually find their way back on that path.
A barefoot Marifuji, as he is often on the property walks swiftly toward the patio, a Japanese Bonsai tree sitting on the cylinder glass table, the sun creating a bright glare that reflects off the glass. Sweat gleams off his body from the hot sun beating down on his delicate tan skin, his white shorts cutting barely at the kneecap. Kensuke has been considered by many in the Japanese wrestling circle as the next Antonio Inoki, a prodigy who has no ceiling holding him back. Considered a genius, especially with his kick combinations, Kensuke has rose to the occasion time and time again. He carefully clips the Bonsai tree on the table.
Dominic Reynolds, you are my noble opponent in my debut. You are a man of many accomplishments in Thy WWE, I have great respect for what you have done. Dominic, my worthy opponent, do not underestimate my kindness and respect for weakness. Inside that ring I become like a snake….cold, calculated, striking when the time is right. Patience is a virtue, Mr. Reynolds. If you rush a snake, he will strike. I will strike you down with a Rising Sun, or a Marifuji’s Prophecy, and the snake will live on to hunt again. My body is a lethal weapon, my mind, strong like a lion, and my spirit soars free like an eagle.
Kensuke sits down by the table on a patio chair. Marifuji’s mind continues to only focus on the task at hand. Move by move, how he will adapt to any situation that arises. A meticulous mind which has garnered him the praise that has been given thus far, but, the next step is within reach and nothing will stop him. He stares out into the beautiful garden, sun gleaming through the row of cherry trees to show almost a spotlight. It reminded him of the slow walk down the stage, the fans chanting his name. It fed him, his drive to do this industry.
All my training up to know has been for this moment. The moment when my name becomes a global name. The first test on the road to becoming the best there ever was. I want to be the star that children know and love and can look at as a true champion, honorable, courageous, and always standing up for the right thing. My dream of becoming the Thy WWE world champion starts here and I know it will not be easy. I know it will be a long, long road ahead. I however, have never taken the easy road. Nothing in this world comes easily, but, it can be the most rewarding feeling in the world. I am coming Dominic Reynolds. I am coming Thy WWE. Dominic, while I respect you as a competitor, I will show no mercy in that squared circle. You are just a speed bump on the highway to greatness. I have been given the moniker of a prodigy and I will do everything in my power and abilities to live up to that name. Tomorrow on RAW, the sun will rise again, it will rise with a victory over the great Dominic Reynolds.
Lowering his head, Kensuke closes his eyes, almost imagining what he believed would come. Envisioning his hand raised in the sold out arena, people seeing for the first time what type of talent this man from Sapporo, Japan had. How entertaining his style of wrestling can be, and creating his legacy brick by brick. Kensuke Marifuji Jr. has arrived.
