Soul Calibur 3 Official Biography

Name: Maxi
Age: 28
Birth Date: May 1
Birthplace: Ryukyu Kingdom, Shuri (Present Day Okinawa, Japan)
Height: 5'8"
Weight: 126 lbs
Blood Type: O
Family: Parents - Deceased
Crew - Slain by Astaroth

Weapon: Nunchaku
Weapon Name: Soryuju
Fighting Style: Shissen Karihadi

In order to avenge his comrades, Maxi continued in pursuit of Astaroth.

"I'm coming for you, you freak!"

Maxi followed rumours of a giant wielding an ax to a ruin, half-buried in the desert sands. From a distance, it seemed like an ancient ruin, but it was actually some sort of temple that had been destroyed quite recently.

In various places throughout the rubble were signs that an enormous power was the cause. It was almost certainly the handiwork of the one Maxi sought. Though he had reaffirmed the danger of Astaroth's power, he could not allow himself to falter.

Continuing his search for clues, Maxi came across a man in tattered clothing, mumbling something incoherent. He was clutching his knees, holding something in his hand. Maxi cursed the pitiful sight of the man and continued searching.

It was quiet. The sky stretched to the ends of the desert. There wasn't a cloud in sight. It seemed that his sworn enemy had already left this place. Any clue would help his search. Not expecting much, he asked the man about the catastrophe, and if he knew where the monster had gone. Until then, the man had completely ignored Maxi, but he jumped up when he was asked about Astaroth. From his mouth came a scream of curses.

"A cursed failure. Useless piece of junk. Damned clay puppet..."

A cold shock ran through Maxi's body. "A failure?" As he looked at the disheveled man, Maxi felt the urge to kill rising within him...

"You made.... that thing?" Maxi felt a cold, calm emotion. Well beyond anger. The man did not answer. When Maxi drew his weapon, the object the man held began to change. It was a small metal fragment that glowed with a faint, red light. Noticing the light, the man looked at Maxi for the first time. Madness shone in his eyes.

"You have Soul Edge within your body? Marvelous! What a marvelous specimen. My--"

Two thuds echoed in place of the end of his sentence.

The fragment held by the man fell from the dead man's body and landed noisily on the stone floor. Maxi looked at the fragment and murmured to himself.

"I have Soul Edge in my body?" It was true that he felt some sort of impulse, a resonance within his body. It was then that he felt an uneasy throbbing inside his heart. It was a dark, evil emotion, born when he felt the desire to kill the man responsible for creating Astaroth. A terrifying emotion surrounded him, as if trying to steep his entire self in darkness.

Feeling an unidentifiable sense of dread, Maxi kicked the fragment that lay on the floor. The fragment slipped into a crack in the rubble, and disappeared into the earth. A regretful echo sounded thought the sky.

Cold sweat poured from his entire body, and he began shuddering in fear. He felt like he was about to let go of his own will. A certain figure flashed though his mind. There was someone who had lost himself, and then turned to darkness when he had lost everything. Maxi remembered the suffering figure of the man, after the man had returned to his senses. But now, Maxi couldn't remember who it was.

It wasn't someone from his family, but it was definitely someone important to him...

Only that memory was missing. It was a frustrating feeling. No matter how hard he thought, it was just beyond reach. Had he forgotten someone very important? He felt a tinge of uneasiness, but soon he raised his head. Right now, he knew what he needed to do.

Setting out again in search of Astaroth, he put the silent ruin behind him and soon disappeared over the horizon.