Yandere Kombatants (Slow Updates-Sorry)

The Konqueror /Yandere!Goro\

(Requested by: @Dragon-Blossom)
(Tarkatan Reader)
(I looked for a template on the Tarkatan language, because some fictional languages have those, but I couldn't find one. In its place is what I think would fit for that language, but keep in mind I'm taking guesses of what it would sound like.)

Female Tarkatans have limitations, this includes their size, strength, and the biggest limitation of them all, their bladed arms. Just like the Earthrealm native creatures, lions, Tarkatan masculinity is based off of their high levels of testosterone. Without these high levels of testosterone, no blades nor dominating personalities will form. Though on very rare occasions, female Tarkatans will have high levels of testosterone.

These females will form blades in their arms, more prominent spikes, larger builds, and even more aggressive behaviors. This anomaly is what happened to Baraka's older sister, an aggravated powerhouse of a Tarkatan.

With her strength and power she had earned the ranks in Shao Kahn's armies, giving her brother the chance to prove himself in the ranks as well. Soon enough Baraka had become the strongest of his race, even surpassing the previous ruler of their tribe. He was in charge of the Tarkatan forces, and his sister was proud of him.

She pushed him to new heights, forcing him to be the best of the best to please the Emperor. Though the more realms Shao Kahn konquered, meant more races to fight for Shao Kahn's approval.

Despite having so much competition between the races, the Tarkatans still reigned somewhere near the top with their savage and powerful ways. Thanks to (y/n), their rein began, and due to Baraka, their rein will continue.

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(Y/n) clicked her teeth together as she readied herself a show for the Emperor. Her enemy, a traitor Centaurian with a nasty habit for trampling other fighters.

As usual all the readying she needed was getting into the ring and wait for her opponent. She needed no weapon, nor armor. The legendary female Tarkatan was a malicious foe to go against.

She entered the coliseum with her arms held high. Everyone in the ring cheered with bloodlust when she entered, after all she was an omen of a bloody demise. She lifted her arms up, her blades jutting out of their hiding place to appease the crowd. Their cheering became louder.

Across from her, the gates slowly cranked up to reveal a large man in chains. He thrashed around violently, trying to use his hooves to knock down the soldiers keeping him locked up.

(Y/n) retracted her blades and stood square to him as he continued to struggle. He was pulled into the ring in front of Shao Kahn, forced to bow by the guards. The Centaurian's body covered in many scars from previous fights.

Shao Kahn sat down with a disgusted look on his face, in which quickly turned into one of malice and anticipation.

The Centaurian jolted his head up and thrashed around. "My race will not be shown as weak because of you, Shao Kahn! We will not be shown as disgraces!"

Shao Kahn didn't need to say anything in this endeavor, all he needed to do was enjoy the upcoming show.

The guards pulled him back and made him face the female Tarkatan as she was simply standing and waiting herself. Then the guards left him to his own devices, allowing him to stand to his full height, which dwarfed the Tarkatan. The Centaurian scrapped his hoof against the sand in preparation to charge. To fight for his life once more.

(Y/n) revealed her bladed arms and moved to a threatening stance, her teeth pushed against each other in a scowl, ready to bite.

The traitor yelled and dashed to her with his arms open. (Y/n) yelled back and ran to him as well, yelling out a battle cry of her own. "Gar Gan Tu Ar!"