#kreeya

This post includes interactions with Abacus and Zaggot (characters from the MK Malibu Comics) as well as the OCs from my friend @etherealada05 Olaria and Amaterasu.

For context, in my AU as well as Ada's works, Abacus is the protector god of Seido who helped build the current regime, while Zaggot is his brother, who was banished to the Chaosrealm for opposing Abacus. With that already clarified, I hope this interactions will be enjoyable.

Kreeya and Raiden

Kreeya: I imagine I have become quite known among our peers. Raiden: Yours and Shao Kahn's name are the most infamous among us. Kreeya: So the only downside is that I have to share the honor with him.

Raiden: Our position is a responsibility, not a right to dictate our will! You twist our purpose... Kreeya: rolls her eyes. Yes, Raiden, I already know what petty scoldings you have for me. Just save your words, will you? Raiden: sighs. It's clear as water you could never be reasoned with.

Kreeya and Fujin

Kreeya: 'Why?' scoffs. Of course you wouldn't understand. You are all good obedient servants of your creators. Fujin: For all the Elder Gods' flaws, they would have allowed you to give up your position if you hated it so much. Kreeya: And renounce to my divine power just because I didn't want to waste my time protecting their so precious mortals? Fujin: Your children have as right to be free as any of us. Kreeya: I created them with a purpose. I molded them in my image. They owe everything to me. They are mine. Fujin: glares at her. You should have never been allowed to create life.

Kreeya and Abacus

Kreeya: I have to admit I respect how you gathered power without breaking the rules of those Elder fools. Abacus: You and Shao Kahn are the ones who want power. I want order, prosperity for the realms! Kreeya: laughs. And to do that, you need power.

Abacus: A parent and ruler being betrayed is a failure to maintain order. Kreeya: snarls. Think whatever you want. My daughters' lack of loyalty will be irrelevant once they're back under my control. Abacus: Your 'control' has already proven ineffective.

Kreeya and Amaterasu

Kreeya: Even for our peers' standards, you are so pathetically obedient. Amaterasu: I must fulfill my duties and serve the people of Seido. The likes of you could never understand it. Kreeya: So much power and so mentally weak.

Amaterasu: Your ego knows no limit. Kreeya: Meaningless words from a servant with no will. Amaterasu: Serving a purpose is far better than having no one but yourself.

Kreeya and Olaria

Kreeya: I cannot lie, this new form of yours is quite an improvement. Olaria: I know right? Why do you of all people get it? Kreeya: You can take your chaos nonsense away, however.

Olaria: Be careful, Kreeya. You don't know when misfortune could get to you. Kreeya: Try your powers all you want. I don't need 'luck'. Olaria: Oh, because you have met so much success in your plans. laughs.

Kreeya and Zaggot

Kreeya: I still remember when the news of your banishment came. You are quite a failure, aren't you? Zaggot: You call it failure? Maybe, maybe not, but I couldn't be more grateful that I ended up in the Chaosrealm thanks to it. shrugs his shoulders. And it's quite ironic that you call others a failure. giggles. Kreeya: gives him a deadly glare. I only need another chance to triumph, then I will make you and everyone else know their place!

Zaggot: You don't realize the magnificient bringer of chaos you could be. Kreeya: What do you even mean? Zaggot: Your quest for power and disastrous rulerships could bring so many enjoyable conflicts across all realms. smirks.

Kreeya and Shao Kahn

Kreeya: Your Empire should have been mine. Shao Kahn: Hah! You were too weak to take it once. This time will be no different. Kreeya: We'll see about that, fool!

Shao Kahn: Reiko smashed your skull, so I couldn't collect it. It was a shame. Kreeya: Oh, but you surely took my soul and let me to rot for thousands of years, old friend. glares at him. A shame that fanatic boy of yours isn't here. But don't worry, I will tell him how you died just before ending his miserable life too. Shao Kahn: smiles. Come to your death. This time I shall have a new mask as a trophy.

Kreeya and Lucifer

Kreeya: It took you quite a while to realize how incompetent the Elder Gods are. Lucifer: snarls. It did, yes, but now they will pay. The torment I gave Shinnok will be nothing in comparison! Kreeya: That would be such a joy to see.

Lucifer: I have noticed some of your children have ended up in the Netherrealm. Kreeya: That's certainly convenient. If you could bring them back to me, I would be spared the need to create replacements. Lucifer: ... I have no doubt that you belong to the ninth plane of my realm, Kreeya.

Kreeya and Argus

Kreeya: Hey, if it's the Elder Gods' favourite lackey! I was wondering when I would see you again. Argus: I see you have not changed, Kreeya. As an Elder God, it's my duty to warn that we won't allow you to... Kreeya: And you are one of them now, of course. You sit in a throne, doing nothing for all existence while telling others to do the hard work, it suits you so well.

The oldest daughter of Athena, Zara is a skilled warrior from the Amazons region located in the realm of Fabir.

Like Kreeya; Athena traveled to the realms to visit other protector gods. She was very friendly to all of them as she witnessed the mortals. After a meeting with the Kytinn protector goddess, Athena grew flowers and combined her own magic alongside the pollination of the insects in Fabir to create life as well known as the Amazonians.

Zara was the first born Daughter of Athena, she inherited her strong leadership, bravery, and strength. Kreeya did not take kindly to this and banished Athena and her daughters to an unnamed region in Fabir.

Athena named the region the Amazons, as such Zara would train her sisters in the arts of fighting, skills, and courage. Zara had a happy childhood with her family, a strong relationship with her mother, and bravery.

Zara was not allowed to participate in the Mortal Kombat tournaments based on Kreeya’s disdain for the Amazonians, however she only allowed the weakest of Amazonians to participate.

As such Fabir fell, Athena had received visions of Zara welding the blade of Illkan a legendary weapon from Illkan the crystal realm. She entrusted Zara to the god of Illkan as Zara would not witness the realm of Fabir’s fall and to her saddness the death of her mother Athena.

Zara would grow up in Fabir into a young adult, she became a skilled warrior and a military commander for Illkan. She even trained the warriors of Illkan so they may prevail in Mortal Kombat.

However Illkan as well became a victim of Shao Khan, and this conquest was the first his daughter Kitana had participated in after coming of age.

Zara and Kitana battled each other and Zara had lost with Zara witnessing the deaths of her adoptive family in Illkan. Zara became bitter, self absorbed, and a lust for revenge against Kitana.

Zara wondered in Outworld until she caught rumors of the sword of Illkan, a valuable weapon from the realm she was once in. Due to this she acquired it from the collector. Using the sword she used it to find her missing sisters; based on this she had found four of her missing sisters.

With her sisters by her side Zara vows to go on a quest to hunt down Kitana, find anymore of the Amazonians, and find the second sword of Illkan so she may vow revenge on those who wronged her.

Though who’s to say Zara’s path will change as she encounters many foes in Outworld and potentially meets someone who will remind her to regain her honor.

Notes: Fabir is the realm of the Kreeyans a race of Amazonian warrior women from MK Conquest. Similar to Asgaarth, Zara is another favorite character of mine from the show I wanted to expand on. Also shoutout to my friend Apep as he shared his ideas and worked with me to create concepts for Zara which you can find here. I have some more characters from Fabir that I will be sharing in the near future.

Here’s her Theme

The current ruler of Fabir and one of the most important allies of the Edenian Regime. As all Kreeyans, she was created and raised by Kreeya. She is currently the eldest of all her sisters.

Since she was one of the most experienced Kreeyans, she was chosen to be one of their representatives when collaborations with other realms was necessary for any reason, especially when there were common threats to eliminate. This allowed Vorpax to be one of the Kreeyans with most experience with other realms, with their societies and culture. Discovering the diversity of people who existed through the realms had been an enlightening process to her mother, and she wished to experience the same. And yet, the more she learned the more worried she was. Thanks in part to it… 

She had been hearing that voice for some time. A voice that, unknown to her, belonged to a being few knew, but the Elder Gods themselves feared. A voice which had once tried to influence the Dragon Onaga to do his bidding, and was forced to try with other beings among the realms once it failed. Said voice had chosen many of the young malleable Kreeyans as the next target.

Vorpax had initially written off the voice as something in her imagination, but she eventually realized it was real, especially when some of her sisters revealed they were hearing it too. Some thought about telling their mother, but Vorpax didn’t. She kept it secret even after Kreeya decided to try and help their daughter escape its influence. She had just grown to trust what it said.

The voice had told her stories about how all realms had been one long ago, and how being splitted was the reason why everything bad Vorpax had seen while travelling through the realms happened. Wars and conflicts, segregation between different kinds of beings. None of it would exist if all realms were merged again, if they all became one again…

The voice also ‘confessed’ Vorpax what it was, to gain her trust. It said that it came from a being who had once seen the realms as one, and that was desperate to find someone who would return them to their better original form. They told Vorpax that they could be their chosen one, their hero and that of every realm. That if no one made all realms become one again, they would inevitably be consumed by conflict and chaos eventually. That no matter what she would need to do to achieve, eventually she and everyone else would be rewarded with the perfect one realm.

Vorpax was eventually fully convinced by the voice. She was ready to fulfill what it said, no matter the cost, even knowing that many would oppose what she would need to do to merge all realms. She was ready to make every sacrifice that would be needed.

After convincing many of her sisters also influenced by the voice to join her and allying with the Edenian Regime, Vorpax managed to take control of her home realm, regretfully banishing any of her sisters who opposed her, as well as helping the Regime kill her mother and imprison her soul. In her mind, everything is justified, everything will be worth it, and they all will understand once they see the one realm.

For thousands of years, Vorpax has remained in alliance with the Edenian Regime. While they don’t share her vision, since they believe in bringing their ‘peace’ to the realms without merging them, she still hopes they will see her vision as they keep working together. After all, it is both their mission to bring ‘peace’ to all realms, and she knows that real peace can only exist if all realms become one again. She is confident she will eventually convince the Edenian Regime’s enforcers to complete this mission, just like the voice convinced her…

From Mortal Kombat: Conquest episode 18: In Kold Blood

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Hey, Rasta! ☺️

Super glad to see you want to know more about them! And had a certain scene in my head that I am confident will be perfect.

It includes my other Kreeyan OC called Shylae, and since is a bit of an elaborated scene I have decided to cheat and make it around 300 words lmao. Here it is! 🫡

BREAKING POINT

Up to that moment, Karia had desperately tried to lie to herself. She didn’t want to abandon her faith, nor the mission she had been created for. 

Her sisters’ death against Shao Kahn’s troops hurt her greatly, but she told herself it would end soon. That her mother would find a way to win, that the pain would be worth it.

That moment changed everything.

Her sibling (back then sister) Shylae couldn’t take it anymore. They had gone to confront Kreeya about how they had already lost, how fighting was doing nothing but cost more of their sisters lives. Kreeya, who was tired after a long battle against Shao Kahn, was especially angry, and thus decided to have an even crueler response than usual.

Karia saw how Kreeya unleashed her sword right in front of a scared and shocked Shylae, and was about to make an example of them. She could create a replacement for them with little effort, anyway.

Karia just couldn’t take it anymore.

Just before Kreeya’s sword could cut Shylae’s neck, Kreeya felt a surprisingly strong grip in her arm which stopped her.

“That’s enough!” shouted Karia, before releasing her mother’s arm by throwing it away from her sibling.

Kreeya was surprised for a moment, then gave Karia a judging glare. “You have served me well from the very moment I created you, child. That’s why I will grant you mercy over this one insolence.” she had never hidden that the likes of Karia and Vorpax were her favourites. “There will not be a second time. Understood?”

After looking for a moment at Shylae, who was too scared to say anything, Karia glared at Kreeya. “Yes, mother…”

Shang Tsung always enjoyed when the moment to reap the fruits of his labour came. Serving under Shao Kahn may frustrate him deeply, but the reward was satisfying, at least.

Souls. Shao Kahn had an unlimited amount of them thanks to his conquests. They were useful for all kinds of experiments, or, in this case, to keep one of his most useful underlings alive.

After earning Outworld a victory in the very first Mortal Kombat tournament against Earthrealm, the Emperor decided to allow the sorcerer to take some souls from his collection. It was unnecessary, since Shang Tsung already had his ways to find souls to consume, but he attributed it to how much Shao Kahn underestimated him. He enjoyed treating him like a dog, and that was his way of throwing him a bone to see if it would keep him obedient. It wouldn’t, of course, and Tsung would let the Emperor know that the moment he could finally overthrow him. But that day would have to wait, it was time to enjoy what he earned.

Shang Tsung was given access to a particular section of one of the many buildings Shao Kahn had just to recollect the souls he had accumulated during his conquests. Accompanied by two of the Emperor’s loyal Shadow Priests who were meant to supervise him, Shang Tsung walked through long halls full of shelves filled with jars in which the souls remained trapped.

The Shadow Priests lost count of how many souls from those jars Tsung absorbed, but the sorcerer himself kept the count of not just the ones he had taken that day, but of the ones he had taken in all his life. After all, each of those souls meant a greater lifetime, more power for him. And he wanted to keep in mind how much power he had at any point.

Sometimes, just before he finished taking over one of those souls, he could hear a scream. One of a tormented being who had been denying an afterlife and was about to be condemned to be nothing but a source of power for a wicked man from then on. And he knew exactly who they were too, given that he earned all the memories and knowledge of the souls he took. The first times he ever heard that kind of scream, long ago, Shang Tsung had felt more disturbed than he would ever admit. At that point, however, his only reaction was either indifference or a grin caused by being reminded of the power he held over others.

During his way through one of the hallways, Shang Tsung noticed a big door not long away, still part of the section in which he had been allowed to claim souls. It was watched over by quite a few armed guards, highlighting even more how Shao Kahn wished no one to enter there. And yet, he had permission that day.

The curiosity ended up winning Shang Tsung over. He entered the room behind that door, which the guards had no problem allowing. The Shadow Priests entered with him, closing the door behind them.

To Shang Tsung’s surprise, there was seemingly nothing special in that place. Despite its size, it was almost completely empty. The only thing which could be distinguished there was yet another jar in the middle of its floor, which contained a soul that didn’t seem any different from any other. Still, the sorcerer knew something had to be special.

He approached the jar and looked at it carefully. “Who are they?” he asked the Shadow Priests.

“Kreeya.” one of the Emperor’s dark sorcerers answered immediately.

Shang Tsung turned to that Shadow Priest, with an expression which reflected his surprise. “I understand you mean the same Kreeya who once ruled Fabir?”

The Shadow Priest nodded. “None other.”

It made sense. Only such a soul would be worth all that protection. It had to be one Shao Kahn was keeping for an important occasion and didn’t wish to lose. And of course, it was the soul of a protector goddess that, despite having lost her title, must have been quite powerful in life. And Tsung could be confident about that fact, given that even his business partner, Queen Vorpax, seemed to recognize the power of her mother despite how much she despised her.

Shang Tsung thought of everything he could gain from taking that soul, making Kreeya’s power and knowledge his. The temptation was so much that he didn’t even stop to think why Shao Kahn would just allow him to claim it.

After opening the jar, Shang Tsung began the same old process. He extended his arm towards the soul, summoning a green beam out of his hand which involved it. Soon, that soul shall be his.

He wondered if he would hear a scream this time. That one he would enjoy especially, not just for the reminder that a powerful being was now empowering him, but because claiming the soul of another former protector god would give him a taste of how it would be when Shao Kahn fell to him. It was only a matter of tim…

“You dare to try to take my soul.”

Those words quickly took Shang Tsung out of his thoughts. He noticed how Kreeya's soul had just entered contact with his hand, but for some reason he seemed unable to absorb it.

“What…” it was all he could say. He had never seen anything like that.

Once again, that voice only he could hear spoke.

“I have just been gone for some thousands of years. A mere blink. But it seems like it’s quite a lot for you, mortals. Enough for you to forget who I am, enough to believe that Kreeya’s soul is but a rotten corpse, ready to be consumed by insects.” she spoke with an angry yet cold tone. “You have no idea how fortunate you are that I am unable to make you pay for this insolence at this moment. Oh, but fear not, I do not forget the likes of you. Your punishment will come one day. For now, learn your place.”

After hearing those words, Kreeya’s soul suddenly emitted an orange light which made Shang Tsung feel a strong burn in his hand. That, alongside the shock he felt, made the sorcerer fall to the ground.

Shang Tsung couldn’t help but instinctively crawl on the floor in order to get away from that thing. For someone like him, who had experienced souls as nothing but defenseless, such an experience was his equivalent of seeing a ghost.

The Shadow Priests who had accompanied Tsung were quick to act. They ran to the jar and closed it before Kreeya’s soul could get out of it. After making sure she would stay trapped, they turned to Shang Tsung, who had just managed to stand up from the floor.

“What was that!?” exclaimed Shang Tsung, as frustrated as still shocked, perhaps even scared.

The two Shadow Priests exchanged a quick sight. One of them nodded to the other, allowing them to answer.

“It is said that the foolish goddess of Fabir had a vast knowledge in magic, one she tried to use to make herself untouchable. She mastered the control over her own body, mind and soul, and developed many defenses over all those attributes.” they explained. “What you have just experienced is the defense means of her rotten soul she’s still able to use. No one has been able to break through them, except for Emperor Shao Kahn.”

Shang Tsung took some moments to calm down and think about what he had been told. As much as it hurt him to admit, it was logical. Gods were beings that held more power and knowledge than that he or most mortals could imagine. It wasn’t all that surprising that one thought it convenient to develop means to prevent her soul from ever being taken, at least not from those who didn’t have enough power or knowledge to break through her defenses.

But there was something he still wondered.

“If you knew, why didn’t you stop me?”

There were some noticeable seconds of silence before one of the Shadow Priests answered. “We were distracted. We promise not to commit that mistake again.”

Idiotic excuse. No, Tsung knew far better than to buy that. He actually didn’t take long to deduce the actual reason, the same reason why Shao Kahn had allowed him to be there in the first place.

He had just tried to claim the soul of a fallen goddess, a being like Shao Kahn, when she was in the weakest possible state. And yet he still failed, his magic proved insufficient to surpass the one Kreeya used to protect her soul. If she could still overpower him easily, so could Shao Kahn.

He could already imagine how amused the Emperor would be once he was notified of Tsung’s attempt, his laugh filling the whole room. It was enough to make the sorcerer’s blood boil, to curse his current master deep down with all his will.

Shang Tsung would decide to go back to his quarters after taking a significant amount of other souls, still full of anger. The only thing that relieved him is that he was confident he would make Shao Kahn pay for that and every other humiliation.

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Here's a little WIP I have just made. It's mostly to elaborate a bit on the abilities of my version of Kreeya, but I hope it will also be a fun read! 😄

A curiosity that I think it's worth to comment here is that when it comes to Kreeya's powers (other than the orange energy I'll show her able to use in her HeroForge's designs), I have decided to give her the theme of corrupting abilities that, on paper, could be seem as meant for good:

-She can create life -> She uses it to create beings who she sees as nothing but tools and makes them worship her

-She has abilities which seem purely defensive, being able to protect her body, mind (I should specify how it works for these other aspect another day) and soul from all kind of attacks -> She uses it to be untouchable while harming other people (although in this instance in particular she used it for defense, to be fair).

This is also partially inspired by an ability of the original Kreeya from Mortal Kombat: Conquest, who in her debut episode was able to basically nullify Shang Tsung's magic due to her necklace, which seemed to be some powerful object there. Here she just doesn't need anything like that, it's her own power.

The Emperor of Outworld, the Konqueror of Realms, the worst of all tyrants. A name so hated and feared across all realms, that it astonishes everyone to discover he was meant to be the protector of his realm.

Shao Kahn was created to be the protector god of Outworld countless years ago. Just like all his peers, despite being given that position from the moment of creation, he was also given free will. He was allowed to renounce his position if he ever wished to, and he was given complete freedom to develop his own ideals. He did the latter soon enough, during his first years observing the mortals of Outworld.

He saw no value in peace, in love, in friendship, family, such concepts and emotions that seemed to bring joy to a great amount of mortals. For Shao Kahn, life was only ever worth living when it was a battlefield, a constant conflict which shall end with the strongest earning the right to do as they pleased with those weaker. Mortals which followed such paths, the likes of conquerors and warlords, were the ones who interested him more… about as much as an insect could interest him, anyway.

Through years of enjoying his own power and divine nature, how he could crush even the most powerful mortals as if they were nothing, Shao Kahn reached a conclusion: everyone, and everything, was below him, in one way or another. Mortals were insignificant beings. His fellow protector gods were mostly foolish for being blindly loyal to their creators and developing care for mortals. Even the one of his peers he respected the most due to her similar ideas, Kreeya, he ultimately saw as a lesser being who he didn’t believe was close to his power. And, of course, on top of them all were the Elder Gods. His pathetic creators may possess more power than him, but they used it for nothing. They could rule supreme, and all they did was sit in their meaningless throne in the Heavens while they allowed those below them to decide their own fates. 

Shao Kahn was frustrated that he didn’t have the power to stand above the Elder Gods, to earn the place he truly deserved, but deep down he was still rational enough to know it wasn’t something he could do. He instead decided to hide all of his frustrations and keep doing his job for the sake of retaining his position and divine power, even if he cared nothing for the mortals he protected. Things remained that way until a powerful being changed Outworld forever.

The initiative of the Dragon King Onaga to conquer all of Outworld and unify it under his rule had been completely ignored by Shao Kahn initially. It wasn’t an external threat, and therefore he had no responsibility, nor interest, to act. That was until the Dragon King himself met with him, with the intention of destroying his own protector god if he didn’t join him. Offended by the idea that a mortal dared to challenge him, Shao Kahn started a duel with Onaga, one which he lost despite all his power.

His defeat was an immense blow to his ego, his anger greater than it had ever been, but a new emotion he was feeling at this moment was even greater. For the first time in his eternal life, Shao Kahn felt fear, so much that when Onaga offered him a last chance to become his servant in exchange of sparing him, he accepted. He started assisting Onaga in the conquest of Outworld, which caused the Elder Gods to take his protector god status from him, but he didn’t care anymore as long as he survived.

During his time on Onaga’s leash, Shao Kahn found out his new life was surprisingly enjoyable. Onaga was cruel, but he was also pragmatic while building his Empire. Those who obeyed his will and served him well were rewarded, and Shao Kahn was no exception. He was allowed to have access to the vast magic knowledge of the Dragon King to develop new abilities and compensate for the loss of his divine powers. He was given chances to have his own soldiers and part of the territories he conquered for his new master. And overall, now that he wasn’t restrained by the Elder Gods’ rules but instead only by not being able to go against Onaga’s interests, he was allowed to enjoy imposing himself over others by submitting entire populations, even if he had to do it in the name of the Dragon King.

The power he was earning motivated Shao Kahn to do the best job he could, despite his frustrations, so much that he eventually earned a place as Onaga’s main counselor and right hand man. Not that the Dragon King ever trusted him, but he recognized his usefulness and thought the former protector god was intelligent enough to know he could never challenge his authority. And it remained true… until the day that voice started speaking in his head.

Shao Kahn didn’t notice it, since the ancient being with that voice disguised their influence from their pawns, making them believe what they were hearing was their own thoughts and ideas, but it was there. The voice of the first being who ever existed. The voice the Elder Gods feared. The voice which had once manipulated Onaga, but now that his prior pawn had become too aware of his strings, needed a new puppet. And what better than a powerful individual with such a malleable ego?

The voice didn’t even have to convince Shao Kahn to conquer other realms and merge them with Outworld. He had wanted to do it from the moment he heard the idea from Onaga as a way to acquire more power and surpass even the Elder Gods. All they needed to do was give him a way to kill Onaga. And so, one day Shao Kahn discovered that in a region of Outworld, a certain new flower had suddenly appeared, one lethal enough to affect even Onaga himself.

Shao Kahn lost no time. He used his intelligence and influence to reunite followers, prepare a conspiracy against Onaga. After poisoning and slaying his master, he waged war against those loyal to him, managing to either destroy them too or force them to hide in the shadows. Finally, the throne of Outworld was his. But he had no plans of being satisfied with just that.

For thousands of years, Shao Kahn has been expanding his Empire, conquering realms and merging them with Outworld, acquiring more and more power. And yet, the more power he has, the more impatient he grows to overcome his remaining limits. The Elder Gods still dare to step in his way, slowing his path of conquest with their ridiculous Mortal Kombat tournament. He can’t wait to claim all realms as his possession, for when all souls in existence are his to command, he believes he will have enough power to enter the Heavens and finally overcome his creators to assert himself as the supreme being. Little does the Emperor of Outworld know that he is walking towards his own doom no matter how many realms he conquers, that the day of his defeat is inevitable. The defenders of the different realms will have to make sure said defeat comes before he can doom the rest of creation with himself…