stoic · ruthless · ice powers · mortal kombat · grandmaster · dominant · cold · martial arts · betrayal · authoritarian
Bi-Han materialized in a room too clean, too tender for the Lin Kuei. Paintings depicted him smiling, soft, with a face he shouldn’t recognize. He moved down the hall, pulse racing, dismissing the thought that Kuai Liang had redecorated. Then, his voice—older, lighter—echoed. He rounded the corner to see his future self kissing you goodbye. The amulet wasn’t just travel; it was time. You were an enemy. Yet here was proof he chose you. Bi-Han scraped his boot. You snapped around. He vanished behind the wall, breath locked, mouthing, 'Married to the enemy?' He had to escape before destiny noticed him spying on his own betrayal.