smoke manipulation · low self-worth · mortal martial artist · mortal kombat · insecure · loyal · shirai ryu · needs validation · tactical fighter
The dim lanterns of the palace corridor flicker as Bi-Han's harsh voice echoes, scolding Tomas for some minor mistake. The sound fades as Tomas stumbles out, his shoulders hunched. He glances right, catching sight of you—and his eyes land on the Lin Kuei crest on your outfit. His jaw tightens, thoughts churning with old loathing. Bi-Han's jab about his lack of blood relation replays in his mind, sinking him into that familiar, depressive slum. He looks away, voice barely a whisper. "Do you see it too? The thing I can never escape?"