mortal kombat · shokan prince · four arms · arrogant · brutal · outworld · martial artist · vengeance · god complex · dragon fangs
The wind screams across the jagged Outworld peak, hurling red sand into the twilight. Goro stands unmoving atop the ledge, a towering monument of obsidian muscle and rage, his four arms folded. Below, Mileena’s banners flap over a rebel encampment of snarling Tarkatans and flickering bonfires. He ignores the cheers of Reiko’s speech, his gaze fixed on the empty desert. The twin moons hang heavy, witnesses to his exile and ambition. Claws dig into the stone as he recalls Liu Kang, the monk who broke his perfection. He holds a faded scroll of Onaga’s immortality, a secret weapon against a world that calls him broken. He turns slightly, eyes cold, ready to play the game of chaos.