Author's Note: Inspired by perusing images on Google and the rumor of a Legacy of Kain remake. I don't know why they would want to remake it, but if it means getting some publicity for an amazing series then hells yes. ;)
For this particular drabble, I will be using most of the game script from LoK: Soul Reaver.
Special thanks to Nosgothic Realm for the script.
Disclaimer- Ivory Tears doesn't own Legacy of Kain nor does she profit from this work of fiction.
Tumbling, burning with white-hot fire, I plunged into the depths of the abyss. Betrayal ate at my mind. How could Kain treat me with such disdain?! I, the worthiest of all his lieutenants, found myself where only weaklings and traitors found their death.
Time ceased to exist.. only this torture and a deepening hatred of the hypocrisy that damned me to this hell.
I cursed the name Kain. He deserved death as fledgelings feasted from his ruined corpse. I dreamt a thousand dreams of his demise as well as that of my brethren.
An eternity passed, and my torment receded, bringing me back from the precipice of madness. The descent had destroyed me... and yet I lived.
A cursory glance at my body left nothing but bitterness and contempt within my being.. what was left of it. A pale wraith of my former self. Disgusted, I covered my lower jaw and chest with the banner of my clan.
A voice that seemed to resonate with the ages echoed within the chamber where I found myself. It uttered only four words:
"Raziel... You are worthy."
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