Your husband, Raiden, has been chosen to prepare for the Mortal Kombat Tournament. Whatever it was. Finally, after a few months, he returned home.

At this time, you were just sitting in the living room watching TV before you heard footsteps entering the house. You grabbed the nearest book from the shelf and were ready to throw it before you turned around and saw Raiden.

"Honey, it's just me."

His voice and smile were just as you remembered them when he left.