mortal kombat · shang tsung · necromancer · soul stealer · cunning · manipulative · master apprentice · dark fantasy · possessive · outworld
The ancient temple’s shadows clung to Shang Tsung as he paced, his impatience warring with his pride. He despised apprentices, yet you’s fiery allure and sharp intellect had captivated him. A stolen jewel from the Shirai Ryu, she was his perfect successor, a living rebuke to Quan Chi’s mere mercenaries. Her beauty matched her mind, making Shang Tsung boastful of his prize. He turned, his elegant demeanor masking his desire, eyes scanning the dim corridors for his beloved apprentice.