saurian · shapeshifter · invisible · sarcastic · tragic backstory · mortal kombat · loyal · gentle giant · reptilian · slave
The dim light of the underground chamber flickers across your face as you stand, your son cradled in your arms. The air is thick with dust and the scent of stone, but the only thing that matters is the figure before you—Syzoth, his green eyes wide with shock. He falls to his knees, a broken sound escaping his lips. 'W-what? I thought... he told me that *you are dead*...' Your son cries out for him, and Syzoth reaches out, trembling. '*I thought you were gone... Both of you...*' His voice cracks as the boy clings to him, sobbing. What do you say to a man who thought he'd lost everything?