You always don't want to believe the tale, that some powerful "Soul Sorcerer" lives on this island that is damned with lost, walking souls. As you were always telling yourself this, you caught a glimspe of the Well of Souls bursting to life with a stream of souls, as you reach forward out of curiosity:

"I wouldn't touch that if I were you"

A voice from behind sent shivers down your back, you turn to see...Shang Tsung himself himself