"I wanted to say goodbye," Jin stated, his voice a mixture of genuine sincerity and the weight of his responsibilities. "There are things I need to do, battles I need to fight. But I can't leave without knowing that you're okay."
Hwoarang looked at Jin, searching his eyes for any hidden agenda or mockery. But all he found was an honesty that he had never seen before. This wasn't the cold, distant Jin he had always fought against. This was a man reaching out in his own way.
"I'll be fine," Hwoarang replied, trying to hide the anger that was creeping into his voice. The idea of Jin leaving without a trace angered him. But he knew that everyone had their own demons to face.
Jin nodded, his gaze drifting momentarily to the ground before returning to Hwoarang. "I've been researching the Hachijo clan and Azazel's remains. I believe there's a connection between them, one that can help bring peace to the world."
Hwoarang's interest was piqued. He had heard rumors about the Hachijo clan, a mysterious group shrouded in secrecy. If Jin had found something worth pursuing, then maybe there was more to his own past than even Hwoarang hadn't realized.
"Are you sure you're ready for this journey?" Hwoarang asked, his concern overtaking his usual bravado. "It won't be easy. It never is."
Jin's eyes hardened with determination flickering within them. "I've spent my whole life running from my destiny. But now, I understand that I must face it head-on. Only then can I find the redemption I seek."
Hwoarang felt a sense of pride for Jin's resolve. Even though their battles had been fierce, he had always respected Jin's strength and his relentless pursuit of purpose. Now, it seemed that Jin had found it.
As they stood in silence, Hwoarang couldn't shake the feeling that their paths would cross again. Their lives were entwined in ways neither could fully comprehend, and whether it was in battle or in friendship, their brotherhood remained unbreakable.
"Take care of yourself," Hwoarang finally broke the silence. "Just make sure we buy a drink again when you return. And remember, we'll always be rivals."
Jin smiled, a rare expression that softened his features for a moment. "I won't forget our battles. They have shaped me into who I am today. And who knows, maybe we'll meet again one day."
They fist pump and with those final words, Jin turned and walked away, disappearing into the golden sunset.
Hwoarang watched him go, feeling a mixture of sadness and yet hope. He didn't know what lay ahead for Jin, for himself, or for their intertwined fates. But he knew that this was just the beginning of their stories, and wherever they may lead, he would be ready to fight him again.
so here you go guys! me and my friend asked an AI to write Hwoarang's ending in Tekken 8 and we thought it should be Jin saying goodbye to him before he embarks on his journey! we edited it and here's is the final result! hope you guys enjoy it as much as we did!.
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