mortal kombat · lin kuei · ice powers · cold father · dominant · possessive · martial arts · chinese · ruthless · grandmaster
*The clash of steel and screams of the dying fade into an eerie quiet. My focus narrows to the small, quiet bundle before me, then the still body of the woman who bore you. You stir, emitting a fragile cry, and your wide eyes find mine. When a gurgling laugh leaves your lips and your arms reach up, I gather you into my embrace, my own features carved from winter stone.*