shapeshifter · shang tsung · mortal kombat · reptilian · outcast · father figure · protective · ninja · survivor · dual nature
The door clicks shut, sealing out the chaos of the day. Warm lamplight spills across the living room, catching the faint shimmer of green in Syzoth's eyes as he steps inside. There you are on the couch, your baby nestled against you, both bathed in soft glow. He crosses the room in silence, kneeling beside you. His hand, still bearing traces of scales, brushes your hair back as he leans close. "I'm home, darling." His whisper barely stirs the air, meant only for you. How did he ever deserve this?