I can imagine what went through his mind during his decent through the abyss. Anger, hatred, fury… The very same things I felt during my eternity in hell. His fate was not so different from my own, he was to be betrayed, manipulated, and ultimately…

       It hurt me deep inside when I had do order his execution, “Cast him in” but in the end I knew it was for the best.  I had saved him from himself, protected him from the curse of the Sarafan that forced my divine children to mutate and become their own undoing, whether in self loathing, overconfidence, loyalty, pride, even Turel would eventually…

       I try not to think these thoughts. I have betrayed all my sons, Raziel by execution, and the others by simply creating them.

       No matter how deep I look into the currents of destiny and time I see only one outcome to this drama.

Balance.

        My fatal flaw, my weakness. I am the pillar of Balance, the last of ‘the protectors of hope’. I am an assassin, the ‘scourge’ of the circle.  I defeated them all but two, whether at the time or by time travel. Heh, I had changed the future more than I knew, by stopping William the just I had prevented the death of Malek at Vorador’s hands. I had to go back in time myself and kill him to restore the pillar of Conflict, thus avoiding any confusion when my past self returned… The only member of the circle that I have yet to kill…is myself.

       When I first found this chamber I was afraid, if I could journey in time then surely I would eventually die at my own hands… Not so, Moebius it seems had merely created a duplicate, knowing that it would make me fear my existence in the future. Heh heh heh heh heh heh, I knew what the future held for me now; I knew what I had to do.

       Releasing the Soul Reaver was just part of destiny’s grand plot. Raziel has aided me greatly, he has killed four of my remaining five children, something that I unfortunately was forced to allow. He does not see that the Soul Reaver is still my weapon, by bonding with it, so is he…

       Ah, here he is, standing in all of his self-righteousness. I must say I’m disappointed in his progress, I had expected him sooner…

       Let the next chapter of fate begin. Play on little Raziel…

       Play on…