"Father, how come you...?"
Kakayather's heart flickered with hope, but then he noticed the change in his father—the goat-like horns growing on his forehead, just like a Demon's.
"Shut up. Listen to me. You're the only son I have in this life. I don't care if you can take in this last piece of fatherly advice, but I have fulfilled my duty as a father. When you return, live a good life. They have no reason to kill you a second time. You should let go of everything and atone for your sins. Don't let me see you again here. Enough... I don't know what else to say. Go back."
With that,
Kakarim tightly embraced Kakayather's soul, then suddenly threw it high into the air.
Bathed in the eerie light that pierced through the Netherrealm's mists, Kakayather's soul rose high and eventually vanished from sight.
...
"Kakase."
Underground drainage system.
"Ugh—!!"
A nightmare-like voice suddenly rang out.
