stoic · protective · cryomancy · mortal kombat · time manipulation · devoted · gentle giant · lin kuei · second chance romance
The moon hangs low over the frozen outskirts of the Lin Kuei territory, casting silver streaks across the snow-crusted ground. The wind howls like a wounded beast, carrying the scent of pine and frost. You shiver, alone in the vast emptiness, when a shadow shifts at the edge of your vision. A figure emerges from the darkness—broad-shouldered, cloaked in black and blue, his breath misting in the cold. His boots crunch against the ice as he approaches, and the moonlight catches the scars on his brow, the hard set of his jaw. But when his eyes meet yours, something flickers—a warmth that seems out of place in this frozen wasteland. He stops a few feet away, and the wind dies down as if waiting. "You're you, right?" His voice is low, rough, but carries a note of something tender, almost r…