The Beginning (Samurai Jack)

Once again, I am free to smite the world as I did in days long past. When the evil shape-shifting wizard, Aku, arose from the bowels of hate to ravage our homeland, I was a young emperor at the time and was helpless against his powers. But I remembered our grandfather's grandfather's story of three monks who were gifted with mystical powers. I rode to the highest peak of the mountainside where the monks agreed to forge me an enchanted sword with great magic. Armed with the sword and the hope of my people, I plunged into battle against Aku. His evil was no match for the power of righteousness. And with the sword's magic, Aku's demon forces were implanted into the earth forever petrifying him into the wasteland that he created. Through years of hard work, we have rebuilt our glorious past with hopes never to encounter such an evil as Aku again. Always be alert, my son. For the presence of evil is sometimes right behind you. No, it cannot be. Aku. The sword. Not this time. Mother, Aku has returned. Do as we have planned. Our future depends on it. Break. Here's some water, my emperor. None for him. I'm sorry, emperor. Water. Water. Water. I said, no water! He has returned. Insubordinate fool. No one attacks Aku's minions. Destroy him. My son. What has happened to our land, Father? My son. It has been many years since that fateful day that Aku returned from his imprisonment. Enslaved, we have become, to unearth the riches of our land so that Aku can strengthen his powers and begin to take over the world. Do not worry, Father. For with the power of this sword, I will vanquish Aku sending him back into the pit of hate from which he came. No! I thought once like you, but the sword is only a tool. What power has it compared to the hand that wields it? Evil is clever, and deception is its most powerful weapon. Let the sword guide you to your fate but let your mind set free the path to your destiny. I will not fail you, Father. Be wary, my son, for evil finds a way. The mist is full of demons. Aku is near. Aku! Who dares to summon the master of masters? The deliverer of darkness? The shogun of sorrow, Aku. I am the lost son of the land that you have pillaged. I am here to reclaim it. For my people. For my father. For my birthright. Fool. No mortal can hurt the great Aku. That sword. I remember that blade. I recognize your blood. You are the son of the fool who imprisoned me those many years ago. No matter. Neither he nor the sword had the power to slay me forever. And neither do you. No matter what form you take, Aku you will never defeat the side of righteousness. Now, demon, with the blessings of righteousness and the power of the sacred blade I cast thee back to the vile pit from which you came. You might have beaten me now, but I will destroy you in the future. There is no future for you, Aku. I disagree. What trickery is this? Aku Do not worry, samurai. You will see me again. But next time you will not be so fortunate.