"I hail from the Misty peaks of China. I was named Sheng Tsung once. I journeyed in search for the Elder Scrolls, many years ago. Eventually I came across the Scroll of Essence, which was hidden in a cave, guarded by an elder warrior. I defeated him, and then slay him with my bare hands." He says, almost rejoicingly remember the fight. "I walked into the cave and grabbed the scroll" he gestures a closing hand with a satisfaction face "But then, I was trapped in the cave for centuries! When I came out of the cave, breaking free from the spell, everything had changed: There was no forests around the cave, there was giant snakes of metal full of people, running through lines of steel. I learned they called them trains, towers of rock raising high into the sky where there used to be untamed plains. And the elder warrior, he was into my mind, trapped and locked to my soul because of the cursed scrolls!" He shouts the last sentence.
"But you are not linked to the scrolls, you could kill your enemies! If you are superior, why not crush them under your boots?!" wonders the sorceror, his eyes gleaming with brimstone and fire.