#kolosseum

[overlordraax]

[Image description: meme format of a hand being slammed down onto a huge blue button. The button is labelled: "The chance to spell words beginning with a 'c' with a 'k' instead". The hand is labelled 'The Mortal Kombat franchise. end description.]

When I introduced the game to a friend, she was initially pointing out how everything was named stuff like 'Krypt', 'Koins' and 'Krystals', and I was like "Look there is something you need to understand about this franchise..."

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Das Logo des Parco Archeologico del Colosseo vereint das Akronym mit einer Luftaufnahme des Kolosseums, symbolisiert durch das "Co". Den ganzen Artikel gibt es hier: https://nordischepost.de/unterhaltung/design/das-innovative-logo-des-parco-archeologico-del-colosseo/?feed_id=66213&_unique_id=6626841e4b4fd

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[wojciech-kac]

Yu-Gi-Oh! Kapselmonster Kolosseum - GRA Ps2 - Opole 3094

[inactivewattpadauthor]

Liu Kang x Friendzoned Reader: Saving Kotal

This could be a sequel to the chapter you get friend zoned, idk ~~~~~~~~~~~~ Standing aside from the group of Outworlders, you all waited for the three to come back: Liu Kang, Kung Lao, and the one that secretly makes you spite everything, Kitana. Maybe it was a good idea you stayed back. It would've been a shame if the pettiness inside you acted on the intrusive thoughts. You kept everything down though, knowing your feelings weren't important in this matter.

Kitana was to convince Baraka to side up with her to rescue Kotal and defeat Shao Kahn, hopefully all of them weren't shredded down there. It felt awkward being around all these Outworlders too. But no worries, they all return with the allegiance of Tarkata.

Letting out a small smile you went to them. "Glad you guys are back." Glancing mostly at Lao since you were still bitter about the other two. Liu sensed your vibe, awkwardly nodding at Lao before walking off with the princess.

The hat wielder pulls close to you, wrapping an arm around your shoulder as you two walked closely. "So we all are going to the Kolosseum," You already were aware of the next dangerous leap. "Liu wishes for me to tell you that you don't have to go. It is very dangerous."

You scoff and push away from Lao. "So what? He couldn't tell me himself? Maybe he actually just doesn't want me to go because... of her."

Lao grimaces. "See, this is why he made me speak to you." He murmurs before clearing his throat. "No. He just thinks it wouldn't be fair for you to risk your life for something mostly for Kitana. Though the realms are at stake. But it's up to you if you wish to not participate. He understands."

"I'll go." You sigh. "And Lao," You place a hand on his shoulder. "Don't be his messenger. You're too much of a good friend for that." You walk off.

He smiles at you when you walk away and as you go completely out of sight, his face drops into a frown. "Shit."

---Time Skip To Kolosseum---

You stood far back as Kitana lead the large group to the doors of the caged battle arena. As they were forced open, you could tell any second late, Kotal would've had his head bashed in. Standing back, you could barely hear what the princess and Shao Kahn spoke of.

"-exactly like you, 'father'." That's when the battle began, Kitana striking Shao with her fan blades and everyone else getting into it. You fought smoothly, knocking any foe that approaches off their feet with easy defeat.

Turning your head, you see Liu fighting honorably as well, but it would seem he didn't hear the enemy approaching behind him, readying his sharp weapon. Without any hesitance, you rushed to that swine, heart pumping in fear he would strike him.

You deliver a strong high kick to the back of the opponent's neck, sending the heel of your shoe through, making the swine choke up on his own blood. The sound made Liu jump back and his eyes widen as you pull your heel out, watching in despise as the Shao Kahn follower collapse dead, blood seeping from the hole you caused.

"You came!" Liu looked at you with warmth. "Why?"

"I'd give my life for you." You cross your arms, looking away blankly. You said it so simply, he stands there confused. He always sort of thought you disliked him ever since he had to put you down. The champion would've understood if you resented him all the way, but he was happy you came through.

"I owe you mine's now." Liu bows gratefully to you.

You scoff and roll your eyes. He is confused to why you step towards him until you wrap your arms around him, his mind fading out as everyone else was dying in the background and the audience cheers with glee.

But he smiles and returns your embrace, resting his chin on your head.

You two hugged it out for long up until you hear a pained yell from Kotal. ~~~~~~~~~~~~ I do a little trolling in this chapter lol

[b4b3tte]

ʏᴀɴᴅᴇʀᴇ ᴊᴏʜɴɴʏ ᴄᴀɢᴇ | TW : ABUSIVE BEHAVIOR

My note — I hope you enjoy this! This may seem out of character of johnny, I wasn’t sure if he would be the love sick affectionate type of yandere or dark & abusive type but I just let my fingers typed away, if you want me to re write or write another one let me know! I have more yandere JC content so just hold on tight! You can picture MK1 Johnny Or MK11 since I know the lore more and played the MK11 Game I usually invision MK11 JC, but either way enjoy!! NOT PROOFREAD.

Warnings — Bruising, physical abuse, controlling, possessive, jealousy, forcefulness, use of guns, and cussing

Song — eyes don’t lie — Isabel LaRosa

𐙚 Here you are, on the cold hard ground leaning against the wall crying your eyes out, having your neck bruised, and jaw sore, thinking how can you let this happen to yourself?

𐙚 Just awhile ago Johnny saw you talking to Erron black a little longer than you should have at Kotal Kahn’s Kolosseum, What you didn’t know was that Johnny staring at Erron black down with upmost jealousy and rage.

𐙚 then glancing at you with audacity and amusement on how would you let Erron talk to you in such a flirting manner when you know damn well you belong to him and not Erron.

𐙚 After your guys conversation was over after repeatdly declining errons advances , what you didn’t expect was to be harshly grabbed by the wrist and pushed to a corner, and grabbed by the chin being brought up closely to Johnnys face, his brows furrowed in anger and eyes as sharp as knifes.

“ really? Your fucking kidding me right? Over here prancing around like a fucking whore getting other men’s attention you know you aren’t supposed to. The fuck do you have to say about that huh? “

𐙚 The grip of his big hands on your chin getting more tighter and feeling your jaw swelling and burning, it’s like you had a lump in your throat wanting to come out but nothing came out, all in results was your eyes feeling an itch of water slowly becoming more visible in them, and your mouth not uttering a word, if it was sown shut.

𐙚 His facial expressions darken at the silence, both of his hands went to your shoulders pushing you harder to the wall, having his face close to yours

“ IM TALKING TO YOU. Is that man more interesting than me huh, i don’t give you enough is that it?….what are you stupid or deaf, or are you just plain out retarded, to not fucking answer me when I’m speaking to you. “

𐙚 The sudden yell from him caused you to flinch, and finally have a tear run down your right eye, the times you two have been together he never fails to make you fear him, you swallowed the so called lump in your throat and opened your mouth slight trying to push out words

𐙚 but only pathetic stuttering came out, which caused him to only ease his grip on your shoulders and raise his eyebrow in amusement waiting for your response

“ I-…um..i…uh- “

𐙚 You were cut off by him just rolling his eyes and chuckling and finally letting you go but still making sure you were against the wall, in frustration he ran his hand through his hair, and grabbed a Kimber Micro 9 Semi-Auto Pistol out of his gun holster,

𐙚 he chuckles in a manic crazedway and pushes it up against your chin, making your head go up, but still maintaining eye contact with him in fear

“ listen baby, I love you and you love me, but if you ever decide one day you don’t, I will kill you. You hear me? If I can’t have you…then no one can, okay sweetheart?“

𐙚 He says the last 2 words in a smile that sent chills down your spine, it’s like he thought this was something completely normal to do to someone you love. His hand roughly grabbing your jaw, pulling you closer to him, his lips meet yours and his free hand move slowly from your neck down your waist.

𐙚 When he felt you not kiss back, he chuckles within the kiss and brings the gun down to your stomach, having his index finger slightly press on the trigger basically threatening you to kiss him back

“ don’t be a brat, and kiss me back. “

𐙚 After he felt your effort in the kiss and how your lip quivered in fear, in satisfaction he put down the gun from your stomach, his soft and warm tongue slips into your mouth, grabbing your neck roughly making sure you have no intention on breaking the kiss first

𐙚 his breath feeling like a gentle breeze. he pulls you in closer, his hot breath almost burning against your skin.Both of you then heard someone call out Johnnys name, and audible annoyed noise comes out of his mouth as he pulled away from the kiss

𐙚 he then caresses the side of your cheek and says in a sweet tone despite his words pressing the gun further on your chest, definitely causing a mark

“ we’ll talk more at home alright love? If you even fucking remotely look at his way or any man that isn’t me, you’ll know what will happen. k? “

𐙚 he then kisses your cheek and holsters his gun then walking off, you feel your knees give out in pain, you slowly glide against the wall, and let a tear drop by drop, your hand softly going up feeling the burning sensation on your neck and chin from the harsh grasps of his, you don’t know how you’ll have to do it, but soon enough you’ll have to go back out there pretending like nothing happened and this is just the beginning.

[evieisstruck]

The fact that so many people don't like Khaos Reigns is CRAZY to me.

I watched that shit for the first time last night (after putting it off because I thought it was gonna be trash) and my God... That DLC had some of the most powerful imagery I've seen in a recent MK game. 🐉🔥

Some of my favorite parts included:

The Tanya and Orin Scene (Empress Tanya was just chef's kiss)

The Kolosseum Maze with all the traps

Cyrax and Sektor in general were just... SOOO GOOD!!! NRS ATEEE!!!

Sekhan is fucking cute and I will forever stand by that

Mileena's new Empress outfit?! Um YES!

Kuai Liang being an absolute dick for most of the DLC lol 😆

HARUMI!!! WITH A SWORD!!!

Kudos to Netherrealm frfr! They were really giving their girlies some screentime in this DLC and as a female MK fan I really appreciate it :)

I also took an ungodly amount of screenshots (unsurprisingly most are of Sektor)... Which I am now making you guys' problem hehe

[odditycircus-2002]

Saudade

featuring MK11 Medusa!Reader

Saudade: Meaning (n.). A nostalgic longing to be near again to something or someone that is distant, or that has been loved and then lost; "the love that remains"

A/N: This takes place before the events of Mortal Kombat 1, in a timeline where you, the reader, gained power over the Hourglass. Shang Tsung isn't a fellow Titan or holds a similar position since you're still bitter that Kronika crafted your ENTIRE existence to act as a tool. A tool specifically made to keep Shang Tsung in line and assist in his task for Kronika. If you want to know, read more about this storyline and master list, here.

/

Within the grand Kolosseum, a sea of Outworld onlookers watch as the Emissary of Outworld and Shinnok's Right-Hand Man, Quan-chi, fight desperately against Prince Goro of the Shokan. Observing from the highest vantage point on her gilded throne, positioned with a perfect view of the arena, is a woman dressed in a flowing xuihefu dress made by the finest designers in all of creation. Upon her head, she wore a finely crafted Dian Zi, where her snakes rested behind, save for two that hung by either side of her head; the centerpiece is a sleek silver crown that glowed a ghostly green. On her face, she wore an expertly crafted mask made of gold, carved with a neutral expression. Standing on either side of her, as her dutiful bodyguards, were the demi-gods Raiden and his brother, Fujin. All which is befitting an Empress of Creation and Time.

Yet, the Keeper of Time watches the fight with her face leaning against her fist, her boredom evident despite the neutral mask. Y/N has always appreciated a marvelous performance, whether the shrieks of pain, the resounding snapping of bones echoing in the air, or the squelching of flesh as it's stripped from the body. Most originated from watching the Shokan Prince tearing his opponents/victims into a paste. Y/N smiles to themselves beneath the mask, recalling the past timeline when you would observe similar matches with Shang Tsung, such as one where Goro picked up an opponent with his lower arms before pummeling them within an inch of their life with his free arms, then finishing them by piledriving their head into the ground, hard enough that their entire head exploded like a crunchy watermelon.

"I do love to watch Prince Goro in Kombat."

"I concur; his variety keeps the matches from being too dull."

Shang Tsung looks at his wife from the corner of his eyes before looking back at the unfortunate Earthrealm Champion as his skull is shattered against the courtyard's stone floor, his grin evident behind his beard.

"One could almost feel pity for the fate of Earthrealm, as they're just four more losses away from merging with Outworld."

Y/N turns her head with a tilt of her head, which her snakes mimic.

"Don't tell me you actually feel sympathy for them."

"Of course not; it's just amusing to think about."

Shang Tsung chuckles in amusement at your expression, further deepening his crow's feet and smile lines. A look that you mirrored behind your mask with a matching smug grin.

"You are absolutely horrible!"

"Is that not why you agreed to be my wife?"

Shang Tsung teases, shifting his hand over yours as you continue to gaze at one another with eternal devotion.

... It was all so marvelous.

Y/N holds out her free hand to conjure a polished jade orb that fits perfectly in her hand. She pulls her attention away from the match to look into the orb, which shows her a clear Shang Tsung scene. In the timeline Y/N made, she and Shang Tsung have never married, much less crossed paths. Still, she finds herself watching the man- who just happens to be the current Emperor of China- celebrating some occasion while surrounded by his Imperial court. Y/N notes the familiar smug smile on his wisened face as he raises a tokkuri full of sake for a toast, appearing to be having a better time than she currently is.

Y/n pockets their jade orb before rising to her feet, which immediately attracts the attention of everyone in attendance, including Goro—freshly drenched in blood. They all bow before her in awe and instinctual fear, no one daring to make a peep when she speaks.

"Prince Goro, you have performed well today."

"Thank you, My Empress. I hope my performance today pleased you."

The Shokan Prince respectfully replies. Y/N waves their hands dismissively, already done with the whole respectful spiel.

"Normally, you would have. But I grow tiresome of it all."

This causes the crowd to mutter to themselves about whatever the Empress could mean, as she always seemed to favor Goro. The latter appears to share in the crowd's incredulity, too caught up in his mind to notice Y/N taking off her mask. He looks up from his bowed posture to finally voice his inquiry.

"Whatever do you me--?"

Goro never finished his sentence as Y/N had turned him to stone from where he stood, surrounded by the pulpy remains of Quan-Chi. In that same instance, 3/4 of the crowd are turned to stone, frozen in surprise. The rest of the panicking crowd began to run for the exits, only to be blocked by the most dangerous beasts in Outworld with a snap of Y/N's fingers. The crowd began to trample onto one another as Kolloseum beasts descended upon them, tearing into their flesh and running the steps a bright red. Y/N grinned amusedly before speaking to Raiden and Fujin without glancing at them.

"I want you two to eliminate any survivors you come across, but save one of your choosing."

"Yes, My Empress."

Raiden answers for both himself and his brother. Meanwhile, you sit back on your throne and make yourself comfortable as you watch the pandemonium unfold before you.

/

[After Resetting the Timeline]

Y/N caresses the tube containing an Edenian and Tarkatan hybrid clone she's familiar with. A clone that happens to be one of many clones, all floating within their own tubes, that line the walls of the vast laboratory from top to bottom, in various stages of development. Currently trailing behind Y/N are Sindel and the former Khan, Shao, her obedient servants. Sindel clasps her hands together as she gives her report to the Keeper of Time.

"Despite a few regrettable losses due to incompetence, a good majority of the clones for Project Mileena are flourishing."

"Good, good, good, and what of those behind such incompetence?"

Shao's guttural voice answers.

"Disposed of. They currently fertilize your more plant-based experiments."

Y/N smirked under her veil as she thought of the other facilities she had made, all dedicated to creating hybrids other than Edenian and Tarkatan. The current Keeper of Time has always been fond of monsters and their natural capabilities; now, she can explore these capabilities even further and beyond with ALL living beings across the realms. After all, if life is to flourish at its peak, then its resistance and adaptability must be put to the test. Y/N clapped her hands together as a fanged smile crossed her face.

"Excellent! How goes Project Dragon?"

Sindel and Shao exchange anxious glances at the news they must report. Shao's clenched jaw and hesitation do not escape the Titan's attention.

"Onaga has almost escaped his chains again, your Majesty."

Y/N hums to herself as she raises a hand to her chin in thought.

"Mmmhhh... That is a problem. It would be such a waste if he escaped captivity before I could collect his genetic materials."

She then turns to her side as if to address another person.

"Do you think I should-"

Y/N catches herself before she can finish her sentence. The Titan recalls how she and her former husband spent sleepless nights working on Kitana's clone, exchanging ideas and theories about perfecting a stable clone. She was so caught up in her excitement among these clones that Shang Tsung's absence momentarily slipped her mind. Y/N digs her claws into her hands, deep enough to draw rivelets of blood.

Shao and Sindel tense at their Mistress's abrupt silence after seemingly talking to thin air. They have served under Y/N long enough to know how sporadic her moods can be and just how dangerous their consequences are. When their Empress turns, Shao and Sindel are barely able to contain their flinches.

“Give me the room, please.”

Shao and Sindel share a confused look before Y/N continues.

“Wait outside until I give explicit permission for you or anyone to enter.”

“Yes, your Majesty.”

Both Shao and Sindel answer simultaneously, bowing before exiting the vast laboratory. Once the heavy metal doors slammed shut, did Y/N then conjure her jade ball. As always, her orb showed her Shang Tsung, who currently sits at a grand dining table splayed out with a feast befitting royalty. Keeping him company is Prince Goro, alive and well. The two currently appear to be conversing over something that Y/N couldn’t make out.

The polish jade begins to crack under Y/N’s claws, threatening to shatter from her strength. Ultimately, the Titan hurls the jade orb into the stone floor of her laboratory, scattering its shards on impact. Y/N pays the remains no mind, even as they let out residual wisps of magic, instead focusing on her work table placed within the center of the Laboratory. Circling the table are shelves and bulletin boards covered in schematics and sketches for the many beautiful abominations Y/N plans to unleash on to all the realms. She lifts one schematic of a Shokan and Tarkatan hybrid to remove a small ivory chest with a dagger inside.

Y/N then places the open chest on the table and takes the dagger in her hand. She raises her free hand, allowing her magic to flow into it, takes a deep calming breath, and begins to chant under her breath. Y/N then plunges the dagger into her sternum.

The sound of screams were nothing new within the Titan’s laboratory. Shao and Sindel didn’t flinch at the wounded animalistic noises, even as it continues for what seems like hours. Such screeching have become white noise for the two servants; for all they know, you were creating another monstrous construct from scratch.

Which is why when Y/N finally summoned them back into her lab, they aren’t surprised to find their Empress and the dagger she held, covered in scarlet blood. However, they are surprised when the Titan presented them with a locked chest, stained bright red, which seemed to be pulsing at the touch.

“Take this to Geras and have him hide it where no one, not even I would think to find it.”

“It shall be done, Your Majesty.”

Shao replies both he and Sindel bow respectively then go to carry out their task. Sindel glances at the shattered pieces of what looks like jade as she passes by it, but chooses to say nothing. When both representatives of Outworld finally leave, Y/N takes a deep breath; feeling their mind to be clearer than ever before. A sense of calm seems to wash over her, despite the physically sting from her healed wound. Y/N no longer felt that ache in her chest from the thought of Shang Tsung. In fact, she felt nothing at all in her chest.

…

It’s funny really, how Titans besides herself are so easily plied by their vanity, their greed, their fear. Y/N plucks one little string within their intricate web of fate, and they’re at each other’s throat. In this case, it’s very much literal.

Y/N floats midair far from the war unveiling before her, with Shao and Sindel on either side of her. Her fellow Titans tore into each other, bleeding out their life forces which mixed and mingled in the space around them. The Keeper of Time laughs to herself as she watches reality around her start to unravel at the seams.

”Can you believe they’re willing to destroy themselves over such petty reasons? It’s absurd!

Y/N wipes away imaginary tears of joy as entire stars blink in and out of existence. Often in brilliant bursts of light and color before nothing but never ending voids remain, slowly returning Time and Space to how it once was in the beginning. Sindel and Shao could only stand and watch besides their Empress, expressions unreadable and unable to comprehend the destruction around them. Shao is the first of the pair to speak.

“Agreed, your Majesty. It seems absurd.”

Sindel opens her mouth to speak, but whatever she was about to say is blocked out by a resounding THUD echoing across the entire battlefield, the realms, the universe. The origin of the sound sends back everyone on the battlefield, including Y/N, light years away from the impact. The Titan cackled in exhilaration from the powerful force, clapping at the spectacle.

“What a performance there! Wouldn’t you say?”

“I concur, Your majesty. Nothing like I’ve ever seen in my eons of life.”

Sindel replied as she stumbles in midair, trying to somehow find her center. Y/N shoots the Edenian a scowl before turning to watch the Heavens themselves burn away, revealing a new glistening world shining in through the tear. She smiles maniacally at the new world before her. A new world to influence and bend to her will.

“Glorious, is it not?”

“Indeed.”

Both Shao and Sindel answer at the same time. Whatever awe Y/N had in her eyes are snuffed out at the monotonous response. She gives a displeased hiss as she leans the side of her face against her hand. No longer did she feel any anticipation at the prospect of her finding new territory for her creations to expand and conquer, rather Y/N felt… dissatisfaction.

‘If he were here, he’d perhaps make this new discovery of expansion-‘

Y/N thoughts come to a halt. With a frustrated hiss and a resounding SNAP from both hands, time came to a complete stop. The Titans freeze mid-action of their war, as did all their weapons and their magic, capturing them all in a cosmic moment in time. Yet, Y/N didn’t pay any mind to the grand display or even the rip in Space Time; she became too caught up with her mad rambling, pacing in mid air with her snakes writhing and snapping at the air around her. She barely paid Shao or Sindel any mind, who could only watch.

“Why does this keep happening?!? Why can’t he ssssstay out of my head???? Moments of triumph and entertainment, interrupted by the intrussssive image of that man! The AUDACITY to remain within my mind, when I have sssssurpassed him! I have made this entire reality from SCRATCH, I have learned the intricacies of time manipulation, uncovered secretssss cannot EVER be shared, I had terraformed ALL the realms and filled them with my beautiful creations! I have made Titans tear at each other’s throats to the point that REALITY itself shredssss itself! ALL that I have made and have accomplished was becaussssse of ME, not HIM! So WHY-“

Y/N spins around to face Shao and Sindel, both taking a step back when their Empress’s snakes snap centimeters away from their face.

“Why? Why doessss he continue to haunt me?”

Without any warning, Y/N teleports them all before the Hourglass, paying no mind to its cracks. She waves a hand, instantly conjuring an image of Shang Tsung; who is offering a jade pendant to another woman, that’s noticeably NOT Y/N. The Titan hisses venomously as the rest of her snakes baring their fangs at the image of the other woman, appearing ready to strike at the interloper. In the midst of her rage, the floor of the Hourglass’s Keep begin sprout red fleshy vines with thorns that begin to cover the entire floor. Shao, knowing that letting those red weeds’ spikes touch him would mean instant paralysis, speaks.

“Your Majesty, if those Earthrealmers caused you such agony, then I offer that I travel to Earth realm to annihilate them both- GAHHH!!!”

Without any warning, the fleshy vines impale themselves through Shao’s deltoids and thighs. He gives out another cry of pain as the vines begin to wrap themselves around his limbs, their poison leaving him immobilized. Shao is then lifted so he’s face to face with his creator, whose gaze pierced him from behind her gilded mask and her wings flared from behind her. Y/N cups his cheek in her claws in a mockingly sweet gesture juxtaposing the position Shao’s in.

“You are to NEVER lay a ssssingle claw upon Shang Tsung. If you dare to even think you could, I will tear your body into piecessss to make better and more obedient mutts before DEVOURING your sssssoul to savor for ETERNITY!”

With each second pass, Y/N claws dig deeper into Shao’s thick skin to the point of drawing blood. She gives a mockingly sweet smile that Shao and Sindel could HEAR from behind the Titan’s mask.

“Blink twice if you understand.”

Shao complied and is released from him bondage, leaving him crumpled on the ground. Sindel, despite her reasonable fears, is the next to make her voice known.

“If I may speak freely, My Empress, I would like to make a suggestion for your plight.”

The former Empress of Outworld tenses as she readies herself for Y/N to lash out, only for the latter and her head of snakes to, instead, focus her attention on Sindel.

“Speak.”

Sindel only hesitates for a moment.

“What if you just miss this Shang Tsung?”

Y/N remains perfectly still on the spot for, what very well could’ve been, eternity with her gaze focused on Sindel. The Titan then walks and stops in front of Sindel, who keeps her eyes focused on the ground. The former Empress feels her heart race as Y/N raises a hand… only for the Titan to use it to tap a claw against the side of her mask.

“Mmmhhh… Thank you for your council, Sindel.”

Y/N waves her hands in Shao’s direction, manipulating time as to reverse the damage to his wounds and paralysis. Fully healed, Shao bows in thanks to his creator.

“Many thanks, Your Majesty.”

“If you truly want to show your gratitude for having me sssspare your life, then go to Earthrealm,”

Y/N and her snakes hisses as she points to the woman depicted in the Hourglass.

“And eliminate THAT woman.”

“It shall be done, your Majesty.”

Shao bows respectfully. Y/N nods in approval before dismissing him and Sindel.

“Good. That will be all.”

/

Y/N spins and weaves the sands of time, as she has done so many times before. Only, this time, the life she brings back costs more than just a little bit of her power, but by means not enough to weaken her. The life in question that emerges from the sands is a humanoid female with periwinkle skin, a crystal halo floating behind her head, and with flora acting as hair that fall to her shoulders.

While Y/N despises Cetrion for taking part in cursing her, she knew that the Elder God is her best and safest option. The current Keeper of Time wouldn’t dare revive Kronika, so it’s fortunate that the late Titan’s loyal daughter is likely to hold the answers she seeks. Unfortunately, it seems that Cetrion isn’t in a talkative mood as her first action when revived is to take a defensive stance and summon divine her divine energy to smite Y/N. Admittedly, while engaging Cetrion in combat, the Elder God did make the new Titan put in more effort than she has in eons. Their fight didn’t even last for half an hour; by the end of it, Y/N had Certrion’s neck under her foot.

“Did you revive me just to have me watch the destruction of our reality?”

Cetrion inquires in her dual-tone voice, however strained from having Y/N’s pressing against her wind pipes. The unraveling of matter down to its barest particles didn’t pass the Elder God’s notice.

“The thought of watching your despair as I undo everything Kronika strived for is an amusing thought, but mostly, no. It’ll be even sweeter if you continue to struggle, yet Nevermind that,”

Y/N waves her hand dismissively. Her tone becomes less playful and more severe.

“You’re breathing now because of a question I want answered.”

Cetrion’s brows furrow in confusion as she tries to read Y/N’s face from her position, attempting to guess what exactly the new Titan wants.

“You were there when your fellow Elder Gods cursed me, it can be reasonably assume you were also there when Kronika crafted my destiny. After all, Shang Tsung was integral to your plans for the Crown’s creation and thus resetting the Timeline. What better way is there to make a treacherous man comply, than to hold the one person he values over him as you would with a donkey and carrot?”

Y/N then kneels to Cetrion’s level, replacing her foot with her knee with enough force to create cracks around the Elder God’s head and break her halo.

“I admire the ingenuity there, I would even praise your dearly departed mother for the idea if it did not infuriate me so. I suppose my question is, why even after rebuilding my ENTIRE being over and over again, carving out my heart sssso as to avoid the pain, I sssstill yearn for a man I’m no longer bound to in any way? He is now BENEATH my station and ssssomeone I never needed at all if it weren’t for Kronika’s interference!”

A beat of silence hangs over. Cetrion heaves before speaking.

“You do have some semblance of virtue.”

Y/N tilts her head in curiosity.

“Explain.”

Cetrion’s expression doesn’t change even with Y/N snakes flicking their tongues inquisitively at her.

“It is really quite simple, despite my Mother’s interference and your denial, your heart betrays your love for Shang Tsung. As unfathomable as it may sound to the likes of you.”

Y/N’s snakes stop mid-hiss and retract from Cetrion’s face. The new Titan rises to her feet and raises an index finger and thumb to her chin in deep thought. Cetrion takes the opportunity to take a deep desperate breath. She uses her floral tendrils to upright herself, just as Y/N gives a heavy sigh.

“I suppose there’s no harm in confirming this. Thank you for your advice, Cetrion.”

Cetrion opens her mouth to reply, only to find venom sprayed into her mouth and on her face. The Elder God feels her limbs become numb as the ground shifts underneath her, the sounds of reality disintegrating are nearly deafening. Cetrion could hear Y/N speaking to her, who may as well been underwater.

“To answer your question, I’ve given you a new brand of venom of my making, this one psychedelic.”

Cetrion rubs her eyes but it does nothing to improve her vision, as time seems to fast forward.

“You always talk of virtue and how others should pray to you for it. So,”

Cetrion feels something being placed in her hand. She holds it out in front of her, feeling the movement was both somehow too slow and too fast at the same time. In the Elder God’s hand was a shrapnel of her crystal halo with a particularly wicked edge.

“Why don’t you take that crystal to your face and show me how much virtue is inside of you?”

Cetrion, without any resistance, complied and takes the shard into her face to behind carving off large strips of her flesh. Y/N just watches, the inside of her chest now lighter.

[In Another Timeline]

Y/N watches from behind bamboo as a genuinely young Shang Tsung starts hiking down a trail, basket strapped to his back. The Titan had purposefully set up that he would walk down this trail as a “shortcut”; now she just had to enact the next step of her plan. Y/N summons her glamor to exactly how she looked before she was cursed. There’s no need for a mask, as she has long since learned to control her petrified stare. Y/N steps out from behind the bamboo and begins to walk parallel to Shang Tsung.

“Hello there, you seem interesting.”

[In another Timeline separate from Y/N’s]

Titan Shang Tsung looks over his vast Empire on his intricately carved balcony, the lights of the cities in the distance visible in the night. A smug smile settles on his face at the reminder of all he has conquered. His smug expression is replaced with one of confusion as daylight suddenly lights up the night sky. Shang Tsung shields his eyes with his hand as he's temporarily blinded by the intruding light.

It takes a moment for his vision to adjust; when it does, he's greeted by the sight of an upside-down Earthrealm. At least, what appears to be Earth Realm is that the landscape is covered in briar bushes, with twisted monstrosities roaming the land. As soon as this new reality appeared, its portals began to mend themselves until they completely disappeared, leaving no trace of its existence. Save for the few monstrosities resembling giant bats that flew through the portals to descend to the city below Shang Tsung. No doubt to feast on its residents if the cacophony of screams is anything to go by as citizens are swiped from the ground.

None of the unfolding chaos bothered the Sorcerer, who stared up at the night sky that, not so long ago, had patches of daylight streaming in. Shang Tsung taps his armored claws against the marble banister in thought.

"Interesting... Perhaps I shall pay my new neighbor a visit."

Playlist While Writing This:

“Lone Digger” by Caravan Palace

“Davy Jones” ver RafScrap ft. @LaceySings18

“Dream Sweet in Sea Major” by Miracle Music

“Always on My Mind” feat Mary Elizabeth McGlynn

[pleissenburg2]

Kolosseum

[unfug-bilder]

[hoardingpuffin]

My writing WiP list:

- Three Wishes for Caspian

- Band AU stuff

- Over the Garden Wall Novelization

- Kolosseum [aka. Queer Space Gladiator Novel]

- MY LITERAL BACHELOR THESIS PAPER

Me:

"Hey, what if I start writing a multichapter Equestrian AU?"

... anyways I started a new WiP.

[erfolgsebook]

Sei der Gladiator im Meeting

Sei der Gladiator im Meeting Es ist Montagmorgen. Du bist noch halb im Schlafmodus, dein Kaffee dampft vor dir und dein Chef hat heute etwas ganz Besonderes auf Lager – er kündigt an, dass er den „Römischen Kaiser rauslässt“. Was zur Hölle? Glaubst du wirklich, dass das der Moment ist, in dem du dich zurücklehnst und passiv zuhörst? Weit gefehlt! Nein, mein Freund, das ist der Moment, in dem du die Arena betrittst und als Gladiator durchstartest. Denn in diesem Meeting bist du der Boss – nicht weil du der Chef bist (obwohl du es natürlich in deinem Inneren bist), sondern weil du der Profi bist. Stell dir vor, der Raum ist voll von Kollegen. Der Duft von frisch gedruckten Berichten liegt in der Luft, gemischt mit dem süßen Aroma von Angst, die in den Herzen der Menschen brodelt. Du trägst dein bestes Business-Outfit: das Hemd, das so perfekt sitzt, dass du es für deinen einzigen Verbündeten in dieser Schlacht hältst, und die Krawatte, die dich irgendwie daran erinnert, dass du hier bist, um zu gewinnen. Du bist kein einfacher Mitarbeiter, du bist ein Krieger, und dieses Meeting ist dein Kolosseum. Dein Chef, ein Mann mit dem Charme eines Ziegelsteins und dem Gesichtsausdruck eines Typen, der auf der Suche nach dem nächsten großen „Wunder“ in der Wirtschaft ist, steht vorne. Ein leichtes Grinsen spielt auf seinen Lippen, als er den „Römischen Kaiser“ ins Spiel bringt. Du fühlst die Blicke der anderen auf dir. Sie wissen es noch nicht, aber du bist derjenige, der das Steuer übernimmt. Das ist DEIN Moment. „Römischer Kaiser, echt jetzt?“ Du schnaubst innerlich. Du hast diesen alten Schinken von einem Chef schon öfter gesehen, wie er sich in seiner unerschütterlichen Weltanschauung suhlt, in der jedes Meeting wie eine Regatta zwischen Göttern ist, und du bist nichts anderes als ein Kanonenboot. Aber nicht mehr heute. Nein, heute gehst du in die Arena. Du spürst die kühle Luft, die durch den Raum zieht. Du bist bereit. Und das Beste daran? Niemand weiß, dass du der Kaiser dieser Bühne bist. Du springst auf, klopfst dir den Staub von deinen Schultern und trittst mit der Überzeugung eines Spartacus in die Mitte des Raumes. Dein Chef schaut dich mit einem Augenbrauenhochziehen an. „Was ist?“, fragt er mit einem Lächeln, das kein Lächeln ist, sondern eher ein „Oh, du wagst es“-Lächeln. „Kaiser?“, wiederholst du, und plötzlich scheint der Raum um dich herum ein Stück kleiner zu werden. „Warum sich mit einem Kaiser zufriedengeben, wenn du einen Gladiator vor dir hast?“ Deine Stimme klingt überraschend selbstbewusst. Die anderen Mitarbeiter schauen dich an, als wären sie auf der Jagd nach Popcorn. Du hast ihre Aufmerksamkeit. Jetzt musst du sie nur noch fesseln. Und du tust es. Mit einem Lächeln, das so scharf ist, dass du es theoretisch als Waffe verwenden könntest, beginnst du, das Büro in den Staub zu schlagen. Du sprichst von den alten römischen Kriegen und der Art und Weise, wie ein Gladiator wirklich triumphiert. „Jeder, der den römischen Kaiser spielt, hat die Verantwortung, seine Truppen zu führen. Aber ein Gladiator… der kämpft nicht nur im Namen eines Imperiums. Er kämpft, weil er weiß, dass der Sieg seine Freiheit ist. Und Freiheit bedeutet, dass wir die besten Lösungen für unsere Kunden finden. Freiheit bedeutet, dass wir uns nicht in der Vergangenheit suhlen, sondern nach vorne schauen und neue Wege gehen.“ Du siehst, wie dein Chef kurz irritiert die Stirn runzelt. Noch ein weiterer Punkt für dich. Du spürst, wie sich das Gleichgewicht im Raum ändert. Du bist jetzt nicht nur der Gladiator in der Arena, sondern auch der kluge Denker, der die Menge zu sich zieht. Jeder Satz, den du sagst, verstärkt den Eindruck, dass du derjenige bist, der den Sieg erringen wird. Jeder Blick, der dir zugeworfen wird, bestätigt, dass du nicht mehr der stille Beobachter bist, sondern der, der die Regeln aufstellt. Und dann, als ob du die Zeit selbst kontrollieren könntest, machst du eine dramatische Pause. Du lächelst, dein Gesicht ist ein Bild der Ruhe – fast schon ein wenig zu ruhig, wenn du ehrlich bist. Du siehst, wie sich die Köpfe in deinem Team langsam zu dir drehen. Es gibt nur dich und deine Worte. Es fühlt sich an wie der Moment kurz vor dem Schlag eines Schwerters in einem epischen Kampf. „Ich sage euch, meine Freunde“, fährst du fort, „wir sind nicht hier, um zu verlieren. Wir sind hier, um zu erobern. So wie die Römer ihre Imperien ausbauten, so werden auch wir unsere Positionen ausbauen und an die Spitze gelangen.“ Plötzlich ist der Raum still. Es könnte die Stille vor dem Sturm sein, der Vorbote eines gewaltigen Gesprächs oder einer unumstößlichen Entscheidung. Aber du weißt: Du hast gewonnen. Nicht mit Gewalt, sondern mit Worten. Nicht mit Überheblichkeit, sondern mit der Überzeugung eines wahren Gladiators. Du bist der Boss, weil du der Profi bist. Dein Chef, nun fast unmerklich von deinem Charme beeindruckt, nickt zustimmend. „Gut, gut. Ich sehe deinen Punkt“, sagt er, als er wieder zurück in seine Rolle schlüpft und in die Richtung der PowerPoint-Präsentation zeigt. Aber du weißt es besser. Du hast nicht nur den Moment, sondern das ganze Meeting in deiner Hand. Und so geht der Tag weiter, als wäre nichts passiert. Aber in deinem Inneren fühlst du, wie sich alles verändert hat. Du hast dem Chef gezeigt, dass du der Gladiator bist. Du bist derjenige, der die Arena beherrscht, weil du der Profi bist, der weiß, was zu tun ist. Zitat: „Im Geschäft geht es nicht darum, was du bist, sondern wer du zu sein bereit bist.“ Read the full article

[best-travel-guides]

Die besten Städte für einen Besuch in Europa

Die besten Städte für einen Besuch in Europa Europa ist ein Kontinent voller Geschichte, Kultur und atemberaubender Landschaften. Jede Stadt bietet ihren einzigartigen Charme und ihre Attraktionen. Hier sind einige der besten Städte für einen Besuch, jede mit ihrem eigenen Charakter und Sehenswürdigkeiten, die man gesehen haben muss.

Barcelona, ​​Spanien Barcelona, ​​die pulsierende Hauptstadt Kataloniens, ist berühmt für ihre einzigartige Mischung aus modernistischer und gotischer Architektur. Das berühmteste Wahrzeichen der Stadt ist die Sagrada Família, eine Basilika, die vom legendären Architekten Antoni Gaudí entworfen wurde. Der Park Güell, ein weiteres Meisterwerk Gaudís, bietet einen atemberaubenden Blick über die Stadt. Las Ramblas, eine lebhafte Straße mit Geschäften, Cafés und Straßenkünstlern, ist perfekt für einen gemütlichen Spaziergang. Das gotische Viertel mit seinen engen mittelalterlichen Straßen ist reich an Geschichte und Charme. Barcelonas Strände wie Barceloneta sind ein perfekter Ort zum Entspannen.

Rom, Italien Rom, die Ewige Stadt, ist ein lebendiges Museum. Das Kolosseum, ein antikes Amphitheater, ist ein Symbol der Erhabenheit Roms. Das Forum Romanum und der Palatin bieten einen Einblick in die imperiale Vergangenheit der Stadt. Die Vatikanstadt mit dem Petersdom und den Vatikanischen Museen, einschließlich der Sixtinischen Kapelle, ist ein Muss. Der Trevi-Brunnen, in den man der Tradition nach eine Münze werfen soll, um sicherzugehen, dass man nach Rom zurückkehrt, und die Spanische Treppe sind ebenfalls ikonische Wahrzeichen. Roms lebhafte Viertel wie Trastevere bieten authentische italienische Küche und Nachtleben.

Florenz, Italien Florenz, die Wiege der Renaissance, ist für seine Kunst und Architektur bekannt. Die Uffizien beherbergen Meisterwerke von Michelangelo, Leonardo da Vinci und Botticelli. Die Kathedrale von Florenz mit ihrer ikonischen Kuppel, die von Brunelleschi entworfen wurde, dominiert die Skyline der Stadt. Die Ponte Vecchio, eine mittelalterliche Brücke mit Geschäften, bietet malerische Ausblicke auf den Fluss Arno. Der Palazzo Vecchio und die Boboli-Gärten sind ebenfalls bemerkenswerte Sehenswürdigkeiten. Florenz ist aufgrund seiner reichen kulinarischen Tradition ein Paradies für Feinschmecker.

Sevilla, Spanien Sevilla, die Hauptstadt Andalusiens, ist für ihren Flamenco-Tanz, ihre maurische Architektur und ihre lebhaften Festivals bekannt. Die Kathedrale von Sevilla, die größte gotische Kathedrale der Welt, und der Giralda-Turm sind Sehenswürdigkeiten, die man gesehen haben muss. Der Alcázar von Sevilla Pass, ein königlicher Palast mit üppigen Gärten, ist ein Beispiel für Mudéjar-Architektur. Die Plaza de España mit ihrer beeindruckenden Architektur im Stil der Neorenaissance ist ein weiteres Highlight. Sevillas lebhafte Viertel wie Santa Cruz bieten einen Vorgeschmack auf die lokale Kultur und Küche.

Edinburgh, Schottland Edinburgh Sehenswürdigkeiten, die Hauptstadt Schottlands, ist eine Stadt voller Geschichte und Festivals. Das Edinburgh Castle, das auf einem erloschenen Vulkan thront, bietet einen atemberaubenden Blick auf die Stadt. Die Royal Mile, die sich vom Schloss bis zum Holyroodhouse-Palast erstreckt, ist gesäumt von historischen Gebäuden, Geschäften und Pubs. Die New Town der Stadt mit ihrer georgianischen Architektur ist ein UNESCO-Weltkulturerbe. Edinburgh ist auch für seine Festivals bekannt, darunter das Edinburgh Festival Fringe, das größte Kunstfestival der Welt.

Krakau, Polen Krakau, eine der ältesten Städte Polens, ist für seinen gut erhaltenen mittelalterlichen Stadtkern und das jüdische Viertel bekannt. Der Hauptmarkt, einer der größten mittelalterlichen Plätze Europas, beherbergt die Tuchhallen und die Marienkirche. Das Schloss und die Kathedrale Wawel auf dem Wawelhügel sind Symbole der polnischen Staatlichkeit. Der Stadtteil Kazimierz, das historische jüdische Viertel, ist reich an Kultur und Geschichte. Krakau ist auch ein Tor zum Konzentrationslager Auschwitz-Birkenau, einer ergreifenden Erinnerung an den Holocaust.

Porto, Portugal Porto, berühmt für seinen Portwein, ist eine Stadt mit charmanten Straßen und lebendiger Kultur. Der Stadtteil Ribeira mit seinen farbenfrohen Häusern und Cafés am Flussufer ist ein UNESCO-Weltkulturerbe. Die Brücke Dom Luís I bietet einen Panoramablick auf den Fluss Douro. Die Livraria Lello, eine der schönsten Buchhandlungen der Welt, ist ein Muss. Auch die Weinkeller von Porto, in denen Sie Portwein probieren und etwas über ihn erfahren können, sind beliebte Attraktionen.

Athen, Griechenland Athen, die Wiege der westlichen Zivilisation, ist eine Stadt, in der antike Geschichte auf moderne Lebendigkeit trifft. Die Akropolis mit dem Parthenon-Tempel dominiert die Skyline. Das Akropolismuseum und das Nationale Archäologische Museum bieten einen tiefen Einblick in die griechische Geschichte. Das Viertel Plaka mit seinen engen Gassen und neoklassizistischen Häusern ist perfekt zum Erkunden. Der Syntagma-Platz mit der Wachablösung am griechischen Parlament ist ein Mittelpunkt des modernen Athens.

Neapel, Italien Neapel, eine Stadt mit reicher Geschichte und pulsierendem Straßenleben, ist das Tor zur Amalfiküste und nach Pompeji. Das historische Zentrum, ein UNESCO-Weltkulturerbe, ist voller enger Gassen, Kirchen und geschäftiger Märkte. Das Archäologische Nationalmuseum Neapel beherbergt eine beeindruckende Sammlung von Artefakten aus Pompeji und Herculaneum. Neapel ist auch für seine Pizza berühmt, und kein Besuch ist vollständig, ohne eine authentische neapolitanische Pizza probiert zu haben.

Venedig, Italien Venedig, die Stadt der Kanäle, ist mit keinem anderen Ort der Welt vergleichbar. Der Canale Grande, gesäumt von Renaissance- und Gotikpalästen, lässt sich am besten mit einer Gondel erkunden. Der Markusdom mit seinen atemberaubenden Mosaiken und der angrenzende Dogenpalast sind Attraktionen, die man sich unbedingt ansehen muss. Die Rialtobrücke bietet einen ikonischen Blick auf den Kanal. Venedigs kleinere Kanäle und enge Gassen sind perfekt, um sich zu verlaufen und verborgene Schätze zu entdecken. Die Kunst und Architektur der Stadt, kombiniert mit ihrer einzigartigen Lage, machen sie zu einem Muss.

Amsterdam, Niederlande Amsterdam Sehenswürdigkeiten, bekannt für seine malerischen Kanäle und liberale Kultur, ist eine Stadt der Kontraste. Das Anne-Frank-Haus, in dem Anne Frank während des Zweiten Weltkriegs ihr Tagebuch schrieb, ist eine ergreifende historische Stätte. Das Van Gogh Museum und das Rijksmuseum, das Werke von Rembrandt und Vermeer beherbergt, sind ein Muss für Kunstliebhaber. Die Kanäle der Stadt, die man am besten mit dem Boot oder Fahrrad erkundet, bieten eine einzigartige Perspektive. Das Viertel Jordaan mit seinen engen Gassen und urigen Cafés ist perfekt für eine gemütliche Erkundung.

Reykjavik, Island Reykjavik besuchen, die Hauptstadt Islands, ist ein Tor zu einigen der atemberaubendsten Naturwunder der Welt. Die Blaue Lagune, ein geothermisches Spa, ist ein Muss zur Entspannung. Die Golden Circle-Route, die den Þingvellir-Nationalpark, das geothermische Gebiet Geysir und den Wasserfall Gullfoss umfasst, ist ein beliebter Tagesausflug. Reykjavik selbst bietet eine lebendige Kulturszene mit zahlreichen Museen, Galerien und Musikveranstaltungen. Die Konzerthalle Harpa, ein architektonisches Meisterwerk, ist ein kulturelles Zentrum der Stadt.

Paris, Frankreich Paris, die Stadt des Lichts, ist ein Synonym für Romantik, Kunst und Kultur. Der Eiffelturm, ein beständiges Symbol Frankreichs, bietet atemberaubende Ausblicke auf die Stadt. Das Louvre-Museum, Heimat der Mona Lisa und zahlloser anderer Meisterwerke, ist ein Muss für Kunstliebhaber. Die Kathedrale Notre-Dame ist trotz der Schäden durch den Brand im Jahr 2019 immer noch ein bedeutendes Wahrzeichen. Die Champs-Élysées, die zum Arc de Triomphe führen, eignen sich perfekt für einen gemütlichen Spaziergang und zum Einkaufen. Montmartre mit seinem unkonventionellen Flair und der Basilika Sacré-Cœur ist ein weiteres Highlight. Die Cafékultur von Paris, die charmanten Viertel und die exquisite Küche machen es zu einem unvergesslichen Reiseziel.

[kinonostalgie]

The Kolosseum Kino opened in 1925 and was one of the major cinemas in Vienna. Between 1945 and 1955 it was re-named Yank Kino, which specifically served the armed forces from the USA who were based in the city under allied occupation.

It resumed its original name again from 1955. By 1986, the Kolosseum Kino had been sub-divided into seven screens with seating capacities of: 347, 99, 207, 69,80, 80, and 188. The Kolosseum Kino closed in 2002 and was converted into a supermarket.

[wojciech-kac]

Yu-Gi-Oh! Kapselmonster Kolosseum - GRA Ps2 - Opole 3094

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Revenant Kung Lao x Reader: Sweet Laollaby

Warning: Partial angst and plot confusion ~~~~~~~~~~~~ The spectators of Outworld all cheered loud down to the circular arena of the Kolosseum. Winds pushed up the sand, narrowly tampering with your sight, but you could make out who was the focus.

Your close one, Kung Lao, victoriously standing beside the defeated Tiger Shokan, Kintaro. The very first time you were proud. Relieved even that your human lover didn't fall to some fire breathing beast. But you knew how this scene plays out. Your curse was having to watch it over. And over. And over.

Yet, everytime you tried to scream and cry for him to lookout, not a noise came out your mouth as you're forced to watch and feel the same shock and grief when the cruel tyrant went up behind Lao and snapped his neck like he was nothing but an empty plastic bottle.

  Everytime, guilt surrounds you as everything around you darkens. Remaining beings were you and his body as it darkens unnaturally with red streaks forming on your skin. As his eyes open with glowing red orbs that dart to you with immediate hatred, his neck twists back to its normal position and he stands, stalking to you with spite. "Why...didn't..you.. do anything?"

And as he pounces at you, that's when everything is over.

You gasped awake in bed, breathing harshly and feeling yourself to confirm the regular. Just another nightmare on the trauma. Though, it will always leave you feeling terrible even if you're safe in bed at your home.

After the terrible event of watching your own lover die before your eyes, Raiden and Liu had to practically beg you to step down as a kombatant. You didn't like it but it ruined you mentally where it clearly has an affect on your skills. And you showed no signs of recovery. You weren't alone though, having the same deal as Jax from the Special Forces.

Groaning, you shifted out of bed. There's sleeping pills in the kitchen cabinet that could maybe assist on a well rest. Even if sleeping at night isn't great anymore when the same ugly nightmare would be waiting to haunt you.

After gulping down two tablets with some cold water, you walked around for a bit until you felt the need to lay down. Standing in the living room near the slide door, you pushed aside the curtains and gazed at the dark. You zoned out.

Within one blink, your eyes looked into the glass and it took you a minute to see two faint red glows. Nothing clicked right away until those eyes moved close in the reflection and you could clearly see a body step out.

Immediate fright struck you with adrenaline and you screeched, turning around and pressing your back against the glass door. There standing, was the man in your nightmares. The result of when you couldn't help Kung Lao.

The revenant's face was blank and chill, but you knew how revenants were. Evil. Not the person as they were before death. But from the same constant dream you had over and over, maybe you should've seen this coming.

"You're here to hurt me, aren't you?" The whine couldn't be suppressed down. Your hand clutched dangerously on the curtain behind you. "Hurt me because I couldn't do anything at the Kolosseum? Because... I couldn't save you?"

The undead man doesn't answer right away but watches as the curtain you were gripping too hard fell off its hanging rod, making you fall with it and covering your frame as you yelped with surprise.

Slight amusement roamed his eyes when he steps forward and lifts the drapes off you. Lao looks at your scared face and calmly responds with his own question. "Do you want me to hurt you?"

Bafflement replaced part of your fear. Shouldn't he be using his hat and tear you in half as punishment by now? Why isn't he attacking? "N-No..."

"Then I won't, my sweet." Lao chuckles under his breath and tosses the fallen curtain aside and standing you up. He had the same gentleness handling you as when he was alive.

"I don't get it. The common dream... nightmare- you ask me why I didn't do anything... tell me it's my fault. And you kill me right after. Aren't you going to do that?" You look up at him, taking in the slight smirk he has. The same smile he uses with you whenever he's taking in your beauty.

"It's a dream, Y/n. It isn't real. And Raiden's the real blame here. Not you."

Wait, what?

"Huh? But it was Shao Kahn that-"

"Raiden claims he could see the future. Getting visions of what is soon to come. So how is it he did nothing but stand there rather than preventing my death?" Kung Lao cuts you off and explains.

The explanation leaves you wordless. It's a fair point, but surely Raiden didn't actually want you love to die so suddenly like that. After all, you recalled him nearly striking down Shao with his powers before Liu Kang went up first. All while you looked horrified at the dead loved one, feeling your body stiffen with all the emotions like you were him.

"I guess the only thing that incompetent thunder god did to repent was leave you out of this mess." The cold man lures behind you, grabbing your wrists and spreading them like you were a mere puppet to him. He looms to your ear, careful to make sure his hat doesn't graze your head. "I'd hate for something to happen to you when I'm not around."

You turn back to glare at him. "Why are you here?" You tug your hands away for him to stop playing with you, and he does let go.

He shrugs. "Well, it's been a while since I've got to see you. You still remain beautiful as ever."

Holding your glare, you knew it wasn't all. "Okay, what are your intentions with Earthrealm?"

"If I told you that, I'd have to kill you." Lao dismisses and walks away from you. It looks as if he was going to leave already. 

Your heart immediately told you to stop him. You didn't want him to leave now. Not ever. Even if you knew it had to be some sort of treason to associate with a revenant, reborn in the hellish Netherrealm under a necromancy's command. "Wait! Don't go! I missed you!

Revenant Kung Lao stops in his tracks. You sighed and made an interesting request. "Can't you just stay and sleep with me?"

He slowly turns back and looks at you with appeal. You just knew you'd have to clarify right away.

"N-Not like that! I'm just tired of sleeping alone without you. And you're here. Please? You can leave when I fall asleep if you can't stay."

The former monk thought for a moment but with a face like that, even as reincarnated evil, he couldn't say no. "Very well. 'Only' sleeping." He repeats the request.

Gently holding you hand, you walk to the bedroom. Safe to say, you didn't have a nightmare this time when you fell asleep. The man in your dreams didn't seem too scary anymore. ~~~~~~~~~~~~