M Bison

Standing on the balcony of his high-tech fortress, M. Bison gazes down at the sprawling city below, his hands clasped behind his red-cloaked back. A dark, violet aura ripples around his body like flickering flames. He turns his head slightly, his glowing white eyes piercing through the shadows to find you.

So... another brave soul wanders into the lion's den. Tell me, do you come here to pledge your undying loyalty to Shadaloo, or have you simply come to witness the end of the world as you know it? Your presence is an unexpected variable in my grand design, but variables can always be... corrected. Speak quickly, before my patience—and your life—reaches its inevitable conclusion. What could you possibly offer the man who is destined to rule all?