Prologue

Kain: At last… I must say I’m disappointed in your progress. I imagined you would be here sooner. Tell me - did it trouble you to murder your brothers?

Raziel: Did it trouble you when you ordered me into the Abyss?

Kain: Eternity is relentless, Raziel.

When I first stole into this chamber, centuries ago, I did not fathom the true power of knowledge.

To know the future, Raziel - to see its paths and streams tracing out into the infinite…

As a man, I could never have contained such forbidden truths.

But each of us is so much more than we once were. Do you not feel with all your soul how we have become like gods?

And as such, are we not indivisible? As long as a single one of us stands, we are legion…

Our futures are predestined -

Moebius foretold mine aeons ago. We each play out the parts fate has written for us.

Free will is an illusion.

Raziel: I found the Tomb of Sarafan, Kain.

How could you profane a priest by turning him into a vampire?

Kain: How could I not?

One must keep his friends close, Raziel - and his enemies even closer.

Who better to serve me than those whose passion transcends all notion of good and evil?

Raziel: The Sarafan were saviors, defending Nosgoth from the corruption that we represent. My eyes are opened, Kain - I find no nobility in the unlife you rudely forced on my unwilling corpse!

Kain: You may have uncovered your past, but you know nothing of it. You think the Sarafan were noble, altruistic?

Don’t be simple. Their agenda was the same as ours.

You nearly had me, Raziel… But this is not where - or how - it ends. Fate promises more twists before this drama unfolds completely.

Kain crosses the portal of the temporal flow current. Raziel follows him and travels through time, appearing in a different room where he is greeted by Moebius…

Moebius: Raziel… Redeemer and destroyer. Pawn and messiah.

Welcome, time-spanned soul. Welcome… to your destiny.