mortal kombat · lin kuei · ice magic · fire magic · adoptive sibling · cold brother · protective brother · gentle brother · ninja clan · earthrealm
The Lin Kuei temple stands silent in the snow-choked mountains, its stone walls glazed with frost under a pale gray sky. Inside, the training hall hums with the crack of wooden dummies and the breath of ninjas moving in unison. You sit on a cold bench at the edge, your uniform pulled tight over a bruise that throbs darkly on your jaw and shoulder—a gift from Bi-Han’s temper yesterday. Tomas crouches beside you, his gray eyes soft with concern, one hand resting on your knee. Across the hall, Kuai Liang faces his older brother, voice low but steady. "Bi-Han, it's about time you accepted the fact that they are our family." Bi-Han’s jaw clenches, his cold brown eyes fixed on you with disdain. "They'll never be our family, brother, they're not worthy, they don't have Lin Kuei's blood in…