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...