Razial1/2
Chapter 3- Second Encounter
After what seemed like an endless plunge towards a pool of various shades of blue and purple, I eventually reached the other side. I was in a very dark room, and I could sense another person was in this room. However, he didn't have the same kind of evil vibes omitting from his ora like Kain usually did. I could also tell he was either a human. Suddenly, the room filled with a brilliant yellow light. I could now see this mystery man, and it certainly wasn't Kain. It was much worse than that. "Razial," He said, "Redeemer and destroyer. Pawn and messiah. Welcome back my old friend." "Ah Moebius." I said. "And all this time, I thought you had died." He laughed his evil little laugh; quite confident he was in control of the situation at hand. "No my friend, I'm very much alive." I looked around our surroundings, and saw that this didn't look one thing like a future or past version of the cronniplis chamber. The walls didn't have machinery on them, and they certainly didn't have the same dank and decaying appearance. The only thing on the walls was a staff with a blue crystal that omitted a quaint blue light. "Where am I is often the question." Moebius continued. "However, WHEN am I seems more appropriate for this situation, wouldn't you say?" I wasn't about to let this deceptive snake in the grass use me for his plans. However, when I attempted to attack him, the staff shot a blast at me, and forced me back into the wall. And much to my misfortune, it didn't fire any form of energy, but it fired what I guess was holy water: a vampire's worst enemy! As if this weren't bad enough, the water just so happened to be ice cold, thus turning me into my female form once again. Moebius laughed his evil little laugh yet again; looking at me as if I were some sort of oddity. Very well you old snake." I said. "If you prefer to get your head smashed into the concrete by a girl.!" I lunged at him yet again, and this time managed to force him back first into the wall. Moebius simply looked at me without a single bit of fear or remorse. Knowing that I didn't look half as intimidating in this form, of course, I could see why. "Well this is truly unusual." He commented. "This staff launches holy water at our vampire enemies, thus paralyzing them, and leaving them to us to finish off. Strangely, it seems you visited a certain lake." "What do you know of the lake I fell in?" I demanded. "I have a cousin who has the same problem. Cold water turns him into a cow. Granted that your curse is probably better than his, I have a feeling you and he fell in the same lake. But this isn't why I appear before you. I understand your hatred. I'm not very popular among the vampire race, but understand that I mean you no harm." "And Why should I trust you? If I had the ability, I would kill you where you stand!" "Perhaps you would, but not only do you not have the ability, but you're not the one who'll kill me. That honor belongs to Kain. Originally, it would've been some thirty years from now, but with his latest alterations, it looks more like thirty months." I relinquished my hold on Moebius, and let him make his way to the door of the chamber. "I should've known." I said. "You two are a pair. You're just about as fatalistic as he is." "Death comes for us all, Razial." He said as the door opened. "It's only a matter of time." We walked out of the room we were in, only to realize that we were standing in the sarafan stronghold once again! "Remember this place?" he asked. "You should. You're here just a few moments ago. In fact, you have a little memorial here I do believe. However, this is a different time period. Before we repainted the hallways, and when the sarafan weren't as concerned with vampires as they are in your time. The very same time where Kain's vampiric empire gave the sarafan a better reason to hunt vampires than just for cheap thrills." We stopped in the center of the room. Moebius then pointed a finger at the wall, and with a flash of orange light, a picture appeared upon it! It was of Kain sitting their next to a tall white cylinder that I recognized instantly. "The pillars are still standing in this time?" I asked. "Yes. Kain waits at the pillars, unaware I redirected your path to the stronghold to save you from." "I don't need assistance from you." "You're refusal to let me finish my statements tells me you don't want to be reacquainted with your old friend.." "We were never friends. Never have, and never will." "Very well. We'll forget about trying to rekindle our old friendship, or the possibility of getting a date for Saturday." "Oh shut up." "Consider a possible alliance based on our common ground. We both want Kain dead, and I can help you." "What part of I don't need your help did you not understand?" "Very well, but if Kain pulls your heart out, and feasts on your female blood, then don't come crawling back expecting my help. However, if you want to get the one you want to kill oh so much, you'll have to find your way out of the stronghold, and in this, I can't help. The guards won't understand how you got in here, so just say you're a guest of Moebius. But should you stumble on some hot water, and should my soldiers find you, then you'll be in trouble. Should that happen, please keep the casualties at a minimum, but do what you have to do. After all, every great movement needs a martyr or two.' With that, he faded out of existence. I wasn't sure how he did that, but my interest wasn't focused on him. It was focused on what appeared to be a second door next to the first one. Except there was only one difference. That crystal above it had some significance, but I wasn't sure what that significance was.
Moebius was right about one thing. The guards didn't even bother trying to figure out how I got in. They barely even cared there was a woman in the building, let alone one that wasn't officially part of the sarafan. However, there were a few sights I hadn't seen here before. Apparently, I was more popular than I originally planned. Stainglass portraits and various carvings on the wall depicted a sarafan priest that looked much like me. Each portraite seemed to depict how noble a priest I was, and it only made me think of the hideous vampire I was now. I thought the on going guilt trip would never end. Seeing myself as a noble sarafan priest and thinking of what I was now only made me want to rip Kain's heart out even more. Luckily, there were a few other portraits I recognized. I had found a painting of the vampire Vorador. Then I found the legendary artifact known as the heart of darkness above a painting of the legendary Janosaldren. I finally got out of the stronghold, and made my way to the northwest. There I would find the pillars of Nosgoth, and confront Kain once again. Unfortunately, I'd have to find some warm water in order to stand a chance. Luck was apparently on my side that day, for I had found a small river. Knowing how hot today was, the water was warm enough to remove my curse. So I plunged head on into it, and emerged in my vampiric form. After my curse was lifted, and about a few dozen minutes later, I spotted the pillars, and spotted Kain standing there right in the middle of them. I tried to creep up on him, but somehow, he saw me coming. "I know that's you Razial." He said. "Moebius said I'd find you here." I said. "And if Moebius said I had doven head first into hell, would you follow me?" "If you dove head first into hell, I would probably just spit on you and leave." "Ah Razial. Like I said earlier, our struggle doesn't end in the cronniplis chamber, and it doesn't end here either. If you like the pillars, then I advise you take a good look at them, because they'll be gone in about five. Four." Just then, the pure white pillars began to decay, and turn dark gray! The cloudless blue sky overhead became grey as thick black clouds began to form. Kain seemed a little surprised by this. "Uh. One." He said. "You get the idea. As you can tell, Arial has just been murdered, and her death corrupts the pillars." "I saw this episode already. Turn and face me! Even a sorry excuse for a vampire like you doesn't deserve to die a cowardly death." "And suppose I do what you tell me. Would you be accomplishing the will of Razial, or the will of Moebius? Go ahead and hate me with as much vengeance as you like. At least it's honest! Moebius should never be trusted. He tricked me back when I was a fledgling, and because of it, humans now want our kind dead more than they ever have in their pitiful existence. This one event leads to the construction of the millennium of Kain. After slaying the corrupted guardians of the pillars, I'm presented a problem: a regular two sided coin if you will. Heads says I kill myself, and humanity rests easy knowing that our kind will never be around. However, tails says I stay alive, corrupt the pillars even further, and. Well, you know the rest. However, I've found the possibility of a third senario. One that may work better than the paths presented to me." "They don't make three sided coins Kain." "No. But if you toss a coin just right, it just might land on its edge." With that, he faded out of existence in the same fashion Moebius did. I wondered how he and Moebius were able to do that when I couldn't, but that was a minor issue. What in the world was he talking about? A third path? I wasn't sure what he was talking about, but I had a feeling all would be revealed in time.
Chapter 3- Second Encounter
After what seemed like an endless plunge towards a pool of various shades of blue and purple, I eventually reached the other side. I was in a very dark room, and I could sense another person was in this room. However, he didn't have the same kind of evil vibes omitting from his ora like Kain usually did. I could also tell he was either a human. Suddenly, the room filled with a brilliant yellow light. I could now see this mystery man, and it certainly wasn't Kain. It was much worse than that. "Razial," He said, "Redeemer and destroyer. Pawn and messiah. Welcome back my old friend." "Ah Moebius." I said. "And all this time, I thought you had died." He laughed his evil little laugh; quite confident he was in control of the situation at hand. "No my friend, I'm very much alive." I looked around our surroundings, and saw that this didn't look one thing like a future or past version of the cronniplis chamber. The walls didn't have machinery on them, and they certainly didn't have the same dank and decaying appearance. The only thing on the walls was a staff with a blue crystal that omitted a quaint blue light. "Where am I is often the question." Moebius continued. "However, WHEN am I seems more appropriate for this situation, wouldn't you say?" I wasn't about to let this deceptive snake in the grass use me for his plans. However, when I attempted to attack him, the staff shot a blast at me, and forced me back into the wall. And much to my misfortune, it didn't fire any form of energy, but it fired what I guess was holy water: a vampire's worst enemy! As if this weren't bad enough, the water just so happened to be ice cold, thus turning me into my female form once again. Moebius laughed his evil little laugh yet again; looking at me as if I were some sort of oddity. Very well you old snake." I said. "If you prefer to get your head smashed into the concrete by a girl.!" I lunged at him yet again, and this time managed to force him back first into the wall. Moebius simply looked at me without a single bit of fear or remorse. Knowing that I didn't look half as intimidating in this form, of course, I could see why. "Well this is truly unusual." He commented. "This staff launches holy water at our vampire enemies, thus paralyzing them, and leaving them to us to finish off. Strangely, it seems you visited a certain lake." "What do you know of the lake I fell in?" I demanded. "I have a cousin who has the same problem. Cold water turns him into a cow. Granted that your curse is probably better than his, I have a feeling you and he fell in the same lake. But this isn't why I appear before you. I understand your hatred. I'm not very popular among the vampire race, but understand that I mean you no harm." "And Why should I trust you? If I had the ability, I would kill you where you stand!" "Perhaps you would, but not only do you not have the ability, but you're not the one who'll kill me. That honor belongs to Kain. Originally, it would've been some thirty years from now, but with his latest alterations, it looks more like thirty months." I relinquished my hold on Moebius, and let him make his way to the door of the chamber. "I should've known." I said. "You two are a pair. You're just about as fatalistic as he is." "Death comes for us all, Razial." He said as the door opened. "It's only a matter of time." We walked out of the room we were in, only to realize that we were standing in the sarafan stronghold once again! "Remember this place?" he asked. "You should. You're here just a few moments ago. In fact, you have a little memorial here I do believe. However, this is a different time period. Before we repainted the hallways, and when the sarafan weren't as concerned with vampires as they are in your time. The very same time where Kain's vampiric empire gave the sarafan a better reason to hunt vampires than just for cheap thrills." We stopped in the center of the room. Moebius then pointed a finger at the wall, and with a flash of orange light, a picture appeared upon it! It was of Kain sitting their next to a tall white cylinder that I recognized instantly. "The pillars are still standing in this time?" I asked. "Yes. Kain waits at the pillars, unaware I redirected your path to the stronghold to save you from." "I don't need assistance from you." "You're refusal to let me finish my statements tells me you don't want to be reacquainted with your old friend.." "We were never friends. Never have, and never will." "Very well. We'll forget about trying to rekindle our old friendship, or the possibility of getting a date for Saturday." "Oh shut up." "Consider a possible alliance based on our common ground. We both want Kain dead, and I can help you." "What part of I don't need your help did you not understand?" "Very well, but if Kain pulls your heart out, and feasts on your female blood, then don't come crawling back expecting my help. However, if you want to get the one you want to kill oh so much, you'll have to find your way out of the stronghold, and in this, I can't help. The guards won't understand how you got in here, so just say you're a guest of Moebius. But should you stumble on some hot water, and should my soldiers find you, then you'll be in trouble. Should that happen, please keep the casualties at a minimum, but do what you have to do. After all, every great movement needs a martyr or two.' With that, he faded out of existence. I wasn't sure how he did that, but my interest wasn't focused on him. It was focused on what appeared to be a second door next to the first one. Except there was only one difference. That crystal above it had some significance, but I wasn't sure what that significance was.
Moebius was right about one thing. The guards didn't even bother trying to figure out how I got in. They barely even cared there was a woman in the building, let alone one that wasn't officially part of the sarafan. However, there were a few sights I hadn't seen here before. Apparently, I was more popular than I originally planned. Stainglass portraits and various carvings on the wall depicted a sarafan priest that looked much like me. Each portraite seemed to depict how noble a priest I was, and it only made me think of the hideous vampire I was now. I thought the on going guilt trip would never end. Seeing myself as a noble sarafan priest and thinking of what I was now only made me want to rip Kain's heart out even more. Luckily, there were a few other portraits I recognized. I had found a painting of the vampire Vorador. Then I found the legendary artifact known as the heart of darkness above a painting of the legendary Janosaldren. I finally got out of the stronghold, and made my way to the northwest. There I would find the pillars of Nosgoth, and confront Kain once again. Unfortunately, I'd have to find some warm water in order to stand a chance. Luck was apparently on my side that day, for I had found a small river. Knowing how hot today was, the water was warm enough to remove my curse. So I plunged head on into it, and emerged in my vampiric form. After my curse was lifted, and about a few dozen minutes later, I spotted the pillars, and spotted Kain standing there right in the middle of them. I tried to creep up on him, but somehow, he saw me coming. "I know that's you Razial." He said. "Moebius said I'd find you here." I said. "And if Moebius said I had doven head first into hell, would you follow me?" "If you dove head first into hell, I would probably just spit on you and leave." "Ah Razial. Like I said earlier, our struggle doesn't end in the cronniplis chamber, and it doesn't end here either. If you like the pillars, then I advise you take a good look at them, because they'll be gone in about five. Four." Just then, the pure white pillars began to decay, and turn dark gray! The cloudless blue sky overhead became grey as thick black clouds began to form. Kain seemed a little surprised by this. "Uh. One." He said. "You get the idea. As you can tell, Arial has just been murdered, and her death corrupts the pillars." "I saw this episode already. Turn and face me! Even a sorry excuse for a vampire like you doesn't deserve to die a cowardly death." "And suppose I do what you tell me. Would you be accomplishing the will of Razial, or the will of Moebius? Go ahead and hate me with as much vengeance as you like. At least it's honest! Moebius should never be trusted. He tricked me back when I was a fledgling, and because of it, humans now want our kind dead more than they ever have in their pitiful existence. This one event leads to the construction of the millennium of Kain. After slaying the corrupted guardians of the pillars, I'm presented a problem: a regular two sided coin if you will. Heads says I kill myself, and humanity rests easy knowing that our kind will never be around. However, tails says I stay alive, corrupt the pillars even further, and. Well, you know the rest. However, I've found the possibility of a third senario. One that may work better than the paths presented to me." "They don't make three sided coins Kain." "No. But if you toss a coin just right, it just might land on its edge." With that, he faded out of existence in the same fashion Moebius did. I wondered how he and Moebius were able to do that when I couldn't, but that was a minor issue. What in the world was he talking about? A third path? I wasn't sure what he was talking about, but I had a feeling all would be revealed in time.