With Mechanic intellect pistons hissed in unison with the clock work grinding of make shift gears. Placed within the breating apparatus that harbors the veiled face and personality known to those things that creep and stalk the barren night as Kabal.

Masquerading beneath the meshed wiring lay the eyes of a once prominent man. Now long forgotten amongst the scattered remains of his own people and completely oblivious to those who would read this now. Charismatically,the creature of Kabal labors uncalled hours of exsistance. Toiling and marveling in the genius of his twisted mechanics.

Though the barren night has been described in regards to the unmatched work ethic of Kabal,the geological features that paint the land in which he dwells is of a different breed than our own earthly familiarity. In Out-world time is a vaguely used concept. For the heavens pour across the land in an ever lasting,archaic twilight.Concieved by our own cognitive perception,the human psyche would scream of something godlessly prehistoric and nearly incomprehensible. For this twilight dimly illuminates creatures that slither on their bellies and thunder across the plains.Things which we can only fathom through the ancient history of fossils or the safe entertainment which enthralls us through film and literature. Items motivated by a carnal instinct,which upon view would shatter human reasoning to the dust from which it came.

Thus,this is the nature of Kabals land. A mirrored and ancient unfathomable shadow of our very own. Yet even these creatures without a purpose or compassion,vulgar to the core,cower in their primal fear when by a bad twist of chance confronted with the un-named horrors that landscape the true face of Kabal.

In the centuries that followed the alleged end of the man that is now this creature,Kabal rose to an infamous renown for his knowledge of weapons,medicine,mechanics and anatomy,amongst the darkest of the out-worlds men.

It is of no wonder no wonder then that in a rather dumbfounded manner a member of Shang Tsung's elite stumbled upon the abode in which Kabal worked his unholy wonders.

An empiral soldier of a rather heathen breed. His features from brow to jaw pulped and charred by something of magical abomination or act of war. The entire right side embedded with the most vulgar of shrapnel which spoke of the most taxing of battles.

Though slow to speech and short on intellect,the soldiers frame carried the hard conditioning which is a by product of the purest of violence. In exchange for a piece of the biological science hidden within his mounds of well conditioned muscles,Kabal worked his dark cosmetics on the face of the disfigured warrior. Mythoticly,and with the dark delicacy of some shrewd watch maker,Kabal fathomed with an arcane knowledge of welding, a repulsive metal decoration to replace the disfigured form of the soldiers right side. Which was adorned with a rather sinister finishing touch.

Where once the orbital resided a break in the forged metal made way made way for a crimson luminosity in the fashion of some crewed eye. Obliterating mundane vision with some magic which can only be fashioned by the darkest of artist.

With practice and great patience, the reconstructed brute,which is known as ``Kano'' learned to concentrate the alluring danger of crimson glow into a focused point of plasma heat. This talent was mastered to such great degree's that Kano could focus the heat into a beam capable of burning a hole clean through the wonders of all human anatomy. A talent which he has put to great morbid use ever since.

How strange indeed was it that Kabal would supply benefits to those who in clear and whimsical consciousness, disrupted the features of his face and forced this now shell of a man to become a dependency of his own creations so very long ago.

Yet Kabal was patient in extracting his revenge. For he knew any hasted plan littered with the negligence that too often accompanies rage would lead to a thorough inquistion that would coldly neutralize him. The upper hand was his for it was unknown to his assailants that he in some form survived and had lured through the ages. Watching their every careful move.

Kabal labors of mechanical revenge and deceit had deepened though the centuries following his anatomic destruction. For his plan was grand in scale and it would soon be through those creations that lended favor to Shang Tsung' and the emperor that their conquest would be unraveled. They,who's power had the tip of cosmic influence would soon become pawns in a play under the design of Kabal's mind of macabre wonders and horror.

Author : Guy Young

Creation date: 2010-7-17-23-53

Modification date: 2010-7-18-9-40