Become my soul reaver, my angel of death… - The Elder God; Soul Reaver

"What is this place?" I ask as I stare at the amethyst vampires hand as she shows me this bizarre world I have found myself in. The Spectral Realm? I have never heard of such a place. I haven't even heard Kain talk about such a place. What is going on?

"So many questions in such little time." I snap out of my daze of confusion and questions to be met by this vampires stare. I find it quite odd to be staring into eyes that are like none I have ever witnessed before. A dark shade of blue and purple combined, instead of the usual dim yellow or piercing black that I have grown so accustomed too over the past millennia. How strange these old vampires are. How primitive, yet beautiful they are.

I break the stare and look to my left, feeling rather embarrassed in a sense, before returning my gaze to her. Time to get serious. "How is it that you know my name vampire?" I point a clawed hand at her, scowling in the process to make myself appear more intimidating than what I must look to her. She merely laughs at me while placing her hand on mine and lowering my arm. Does this creature have no fear?

"You should not at so hostile towards me Raziel, I have no intention of harming you. I merely wish to help you." She lets go of my hand, turns and walks away before stopping and turning to face me once more. This is when I see what she truly looks like.

Her skin is that of a pale amethyst colour, her long hair tied back is that of a darker purple with a tinge of blue, the same as her eyes. Around her eyes are dark blue circles, the same as her lips, giving off the sense that she may look like a forbidden poison to any mortal man craving for lust. Strange blue tattoos don each side of her face in a sort of tribal pattern, the same as the bicep of her left arm. I then glance down and observe her clothing, or what there is of it. An arm length glove stretches up to her right shoulder where it meets a few armoured plates atop her shoulder, that which looks like what Kain once wore in her time era. The rest of her clothes are that of purple and blue combined, the lack of clothing possibly used to draw in men as pray many eons ago.

And if I'm honest, these primitive vampires seem all the more beautiful than my former self and brethren. She speaks again, startling me out of my thoughts.

"I see you are not used to a vampire such as I. I must look so alien to you. But we have no time to waste Raziel, you must come. Quickly." And with that she turns, and, to my amazement, begins to run away from me.

I always knew woman were trouble.

***

After what seemed like an eternity of running and dodging the odd few Sluagh that attempt to get in my way, she finally stops.

"I hope playing cat and mouse isn't something you intend on doing again." I wheeze, exhausted from the endless running. I suddenly feel a sense of hunger within me, not that of a craving for the flesh and blood of humans, but something else. Something that I had no idea what it was.

"You are a soul reaver Raziel, as the Elder God would've told you if he were not so selfish." I look are her, confused. A soul reaver? How can I be a soul reaver, when the sword is the Soul Reaver? How can I be anything like that? I'm merely a vampire turned wraith. I look at her to see her suddenly have a white ball of light appear in her hands. What in gods name is that? "This Raziel, is a soul of one of the many thousands upon thousands that find themselves in this abyss when they die. They help to turn the Wheel of Fate. These are your life source now." She holds out the soul in front of her and lets it go, where it appears to dance in front of her. "Feed." And so I do.

I feel the soul hit me and instantly feel it absorb into my body. A strange sensation, but one that I will have to get used to nonetheless. I look around me, and notice we are in a different cavern to before, but still as distorted as the last one.

"Why have you brought me here? Are you not the one to tell me my purpose? To tell me what this Spectral Realm is exactly? Or are you merely a pawn of the Elder God, trying to sidetrack me?"

She laughs again, but a serious look adorns her face soon after. "I will answer all in due time Raziel, but you must be patient. I see that was something you did not inherit from your maker Kain." She laughs at herself again before turning so that her back is to me. It then dawns on me that I do not know who this woman is, and why she herself is in this strange hell too.

"I was wondering when you were going to ask that." I look at her, bewildered. This creature can read my mind?

"Then answer my questions vampire, unless you do not have the answers I require, or you refuse to indulge me."

"My my, how much you sound like Kain when you're angry." She turns to face me again, this time with more warmth but still a serious look on her face. Finally, answers!

"I am Umah, once a lieutenant in the Vampire Resistance, the Cabal, to the vampire Vorador." Vorador? I didn't think he was alive after Kain refused the sacrifice. I'm sure he was dead before that. How strange.

"Vorador was, after a great deal of time, revived by myself and a few others. At first all looked like it would fail, and that we would have no success at overthrowing the enemy of the time, the Sarafan Lord."

Ah yes, this famous Lord that Kain would talk to me about, but would never tell me why he had to cause this mysterious Lords downfall, and would not tell me of what race the Lord was, but would just state that he was 'inhuman. Much worse than the vampires could ever be.'

"We revived Vorador, and thus the Cabal was born. That was when we found Kain, not long after his battle with the Sarafan Lord, with just a shred of life left in him. We nursed him back to health, and after 200 years, he finally awakened. Of course, he still believed he was as powerful as he once was, his arrogance and pride always coming first, and gradually he became much stronger than he has ever been."

I see now that she gets this distant look in her blue eyes, smiling to herself a little while the memories rerun themselves in her mind. The look in her eyes suddenly fade, seemingly replaced by a cold and dark look. She lets out a sigh and continues.

"Of course, I offer to go to the Wharves with him, to help him get on the boat to the city of the Sarafan Lord, to bring the battle between us and him to an end once and for all. But I knew Kain. I knew that, even though he promised he would bring the Lord to his knees and that, under his rule the Cabal would be allowed to do what they wish, his rule would be no different to that of the scum we so desperately needed rid of. So, I stole the one thing from Kain that would destroy this city. The Nexus Stone."

Again, with the not mentioning of the Sarafan Lords race! Is it really that much of a secret? That's whan I see her suddenly wrap her arms around herself, the cold look in her eyes replaced by a look of utter dismay and sorrow. I can't help but feel pity for her, as a vampire should not look so pathetic and vulnerable. I wait for her to continue.

"It was later on that I was ambushed by many Sarafan Knights and guards, only just managing to kill them all off. That was when Kain appeared. Drained of my lifeblood I collapsed, and called to him, called to him to help me, to give me some of his blood to help me survive. How foolish I was to trust one as selfish as him. He took back the Nexus Stone from me, and slashed my throat, all because I 'betrayed' him." I see her shiver, and pull her arms even tighter around herself. It does not surprise me that Kain could've done something like that. "That is how I ended up in this hellish realm."

She lets her arms unfold themselves from her body and lets them drop back down to her sides, that warm look back in her eyes again. How this woman changed moods so quickly.

"I have be trapped here, watching Kain for the past two millennia, waiting for this supposed messiah to appear. I thought the Elder God was just saying this so that I would not give up hope, but I guess he was telling the truth." She walks towards me and stops right in front of me, looking me straight in the eyes. "Raziel, first son to Kain, leader of the Razielim, the perfect vampire that Kain has ever created. He son who surpassed his maker, who damned himself to this place for his transgression. You are the supposed messiah I have been waiting for." She then breaks her gaze from me, and looks to the ground, as if ashamed of something. "But I unfortunately do not have the answers that you seek. I am merely here to escort you to the vampire who will tell you of your purpose." She then looks back up at me and places her hands on mine. "And with this purpose, we both may return to the Material Realm, and see what has become of Nosgoth since your death Raziel."

She smiles at me and gently lets go of my hands before turning and walking over to a light blue light in the ground that was never there before. This place just becomes more bizarre by the minute.

"What is this?" I ask, approaching the blue light and standing next to Umah, who's mood seems to have suddenly changed to that of an excitable one.

"This is a planer portal, this will help you return to the Material World should you find yourself here again. Now come Raziel, the journey for your destiny has begun."
And with that, I am pulled into this light, and everything changes. The bends and twists of the Spectral Realm have been left behind to show what the Material Realm really looks like. Everything seems normal again, until I take in my surrounding. I hear Umah let out a small gasp as I frantically look around for a sign of life of some sort. Or just of anything really.

"Oh my god."

***

A few weeks from the above events

Umah, bloody and battered after her battle with the Sarafan Knights, I see her struggling to kill the final one. I quietly approach him before snapping his neck, saving Umah from certain death. Her injuries, I notice, are dire.

"We meet again Umah."

"Kain…"

"Yes, Kain. I thought you were to bring the Sarafan Lord to his knees?"

"I thought…"

"I know."

"It seems… I was wrong. I could not carry the fight… alone."

"You were brave to try."

"Kain… I'm dying…"

"Yes. You are."

"I need your blood… please… you can save me…"

"I know."

I then kneel beside her, and take back the Nexus Stole she so wrongfully stole from me.

"Tell me, child. Do you see me ruling Nosgoth?"

"Yes… yes, I see it now…"

"And do you believe that Nosgoth rightly belongs to me?"

"… I do… I do believe it, Kain. Please…"

"Then you may die, knowing the truth."

And with that said, I rear my claws back and bring them down to her throat, slashing it. How painful it was for me to take her life, but it was something that was inevitable.

"No!"

"You should never have betrayed me. You could have been my queen."

"Kain…"

With her last breath calling my name, I see her become limp and lifeless. Dead.

"Now you have left me alone."

With a sigh, I push myself off of the Balance Pillar that I was leaning against. These damned memories! Why must it always be her that appears in them? I put my head in my clawed hands, a sense of mourning over coming me.

Umah, look what you have done to me.

That was when I heard her.

"Kain!"

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Disclaimer: I do not own Legacy of Kain in anyway, all rights go to Crystal Dynamics and Edios. I only own this fiction.