Liu at his home in Georgia, he laid on his couch drifting into a slumber. He was watching some television show while falling deeper into sleep.
Before he knew It he was in a dark environment, around him where rocks and skeletons.
"It begins, Liu Kang... I challenge you to Mortal Kombat." An old rasky but bold voice. Liu turned to see a pale old balding man in blue and beige robes. The old man ran towards him growling and got ready to jump kick him but before the old man could do so, he woke up and shook his head at the dream.
This is the dream he had every night after that strange man in the rice hat gave him an invitation of sorts to some tournament called "Moral Kombat"
Seeing that this dream wouldn't stop haunting him he, he accepts that entering the tournament his destiny. Liu opened the letter containing the invitation which said that the tournament is in two days from today, a boat, one in Hong Kong, his place of origin, will sail them to the tournament.

He let out a deep sigh and got up and started to pack the things he'd need for the journey.