Epilogue
Author's Note.
These last few paragraphs are the reason there's a story. I wrote this about 3 months ago when I had a half-formed idea for a plot (see notes below). In my attempt to write a tale that fit the twist, I have ended up with some 60,000 words of PADDING!
It seems a bit hokey now after that dark ending, but I think it deserves inclusion - it's up to you whether you take it as part of the story or not.
Anyway, Raziel has just vanished from the Sanctuary in plain sight of his Clan, and the epilogue picks up from his point of view . . .
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As his surroundings began to solidify, memories flooded back into his ancient vampire brain, reminding him of the names of all the unfamiliar objects before him. He was back home, sitting at his desk, his 'keyboard' at its usual rakish angle, and his 'Kermit beanie' stuck to the side of the 'VDU'. He remembered now; speckled memories filtering through the millennia of corruption, but growing stronger by the moment as his eyes familiarised themselves with his surroundings once again. He was form 'Earth'. 'California', to be exact. He was a 'Programmer', he had been shifted out of his own world by an unknown power - he looked at this clock - about 5 minutes ago, and since then he had been living the life of a Vampire Lord on some devastated planet.
He began to type, the letters and numbers coming hesitantly at first, but by and by with more surety until his fingers (all ten of them - that would take some getting used to) were fairly flying over the keys. He worked feverishly for days, running on pure inspiration until he reached a point where he could rest. The basis was complete. The guys at work could take it from here. He even knew of a certain oil tycoon who would be willing to fund the development. He sat back and stretched his cramped muscles, diminished now by comparison with his former self, and admired the code for his new game, the one that was going to take the gaming market by storm and get him that promotion.
The one he was going to call "Soul Reaver."
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Notes
Well, there you have it. What a marathon for that one little twist.
I imagine some of you are disappointed that there is no description of the restoration of the Pillars / Nosgoth itself, but I think I'd rather wait and see what happens in Soul Reaver 3. Besides, I need to wrap this up because I'm getting 'Primal' delivered any day and I plan to spend most of my spare time playing that over the next little while.
Please feel free to leave any thoughts you have on either of these stories - I'd appreciate it. : )
Many thanks to everyone who came along for the ride, and to all those who reviewed - especially Kittie, whose lavish reviews convinced me to read her amazing Labyrinth fic (anyone who hasn't yet should check it out), Deionarra, who is about the only person I've ever seen give a truly well- rounded review, MikotoTribal (who, by the way is writing an absolutely astounding SR fic - though not many people seem to be REVIEWING!) and last but not least, TotalDestruction, without whose early encouraging (if manic) reviews this story - or rather the prequel- would probably not have gone past Chapter 1. I'm glad I've finally got this out of my system, maybe now I can stop obsessing about Soul Reaver and get on with things I should be doing. (Ha!)
This story turned out *nothing* like I planned. The first half was originally a romance with a love triangle between Antaris, Freya and Raziel - but the Sarafan Lord decided to be completely dislikeable from chapter 1, so that ruled him out, and the rest of the story sort of wrote itself, probably saving us all from mountains of gorgonzola. I also wrote a lot of scenes early on that I had to cut because the story went off down a completely different path *looks around and stuffs bloodletting scene in virtual bin along with the blackmailing one*. Humph!
Bye y'all!
Lilith
*tucks Lt. Raziel figure under arm - pauses to remove pointy wings - turns off computer, and wanders off to embroider Clan symbols on her underwear*
You think I'm joking, don't you? Bwahahahahaaaaaa!
Author's Note.
These last few paragraphs are the reason there's a story. I wrote this about 3 months ago when I had a half-formed idea for a plot (see notes below). In my attempt to write a tale that fit the twist, I have ended up with some 60,000 words of PADDING!
It seems a bit hokey now after that dark ending, but I think it deserves inclusion - it's up to you whether you take it as part of the story or not.
Anyway, Raziel has just vanished from the Sanctuary in plain sight of his Clan, and the epilogue picks up from his point of view . . .
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*
*
As his surroundings began to solidify, memories flooded back into his ancient vampire brain, reminding him of the names of all the unfamiliar objects before him. He was back home, sitting at his desk, his 'keyboard' at its usual rakish angle, and his 'Kermit beanie' stuck to the side of the 'VDU'. He remembered now; speckled memories filtering through the millennia of corruption, but growing stronger by the moment as his eyes familiarised themselves with his surroundings once again. He was form 'Earth'. 'California', to be exact. He was a 'Programmer', he had been shifted out of his own world by an unknown power - he looked at this clock - about 5 minutes ago, and since then he had been living the life of a Vampire Lord on some devastated planet.
He began to type, the letters and numbers coming hesitantly at first, but by and by with more surety until his fingers (all ten of them - that would take some getting used to) were fairly flying over the keys. He worked feverishly for days, running on pure inspiration until he reached a point where he could rest. The basis was complete. The guys at work could take it from here. He even knew of a certain oil tycoon who would be willing to fund the development. He sat back and stretched his cramped muscles, diminished now by comparison with his former self, and admired the code for his new game, the one that was going to take the gaming market by storm and get him that promotion.
The one he was going to call "Soul Reaver."
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Notes
Well, there you have it. What a marathon for that one little twist.
I imagine some of you are disappointed that there is no description of the restoration of the Pillars / Nosgoth itself, but I think I'd rather wait and see what happens in Soul Reaver 3. Besides, I need to wrap this up because I'm getting 'Primal' delivered any day and I plan to spend most of my spare time playing that over the next little while.
Please feel free to leave any thoughts you have on either of these stories - I'd appreciate it. : )
Many thanks to everyone who came along for the ride, and to all those who reviewed - especially Kittie, whose lavish reviews convinced me to read her amazing Labyrinth fic (anyone who hasn't yet should check it out), Deionarra, who is about the only person I've ever seen give a truly well- rounded review, MikotoTribal (who, by the way is writing an absolutely astounding SR fic - though not many people seem to be REVIEWING!) and last but not least, TotalDestruction, without whose early encouraging (if manic) reviews this story - or rather the prequel- would probably not have gone past Chapter 1. I'm glad I've finally got this out of my system, maybe now I can stop obsessing about Soul Reaver and get on with things I should be doing. (Ha!)
This story turned out *nothing* like I planned. The first half was originally a romance with a love triangle between Antaris, Freya and Raziel - but the Sarafan Lord decided to be completely dislikeable from chapter 1, so that ruled him out, and the rest of the story sort of wrote itself, probably saving us all from mountains of gorgonzola. I also wrote a lot of scenes early on that I had to cut because the story went off down a completely different path *looks around and stuffs bloodletting scene in virtual bin along with the blackmailing one*. Humph!
Bye y'all!
Lilith
*tucks Lt. Raziel figure under arm - pauses to remove pointy wings - turns off computer, and wanders off to embroider Clan symbols on her underwear*
You think I'm joking, don't you? Bwahahahahaaaaaa!