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Elder God the Giant Squid

Soul Reaver
Legacy Name: Soul Reaver

The

Graveyard Tigrean
Owner:

Strukla

Age: 13 years, 6 months, 3 days

Born: October 25th, 2010

Adopted: 13 years, 6 months, 3 days ago

Adopted: October 25th, 2010

Statistics

Level: 9
Strength: 13
Defense: 13
Speed: 10
Health: 14
HP: 14/14
Intelligence: 518
Books Read: 507
Food Eaten: 0
Job: Register Clerk

Belongings

A vampire sentenced to a terrible destiny by his sire's jelaousy.

Vampire | Wraith | Just | Tragic | Hero

"I would choose oblivion over this travesty."

My "life" started when he sired me. Before that, I was a Sarafan, a pawn, deluded by "justice" we dealt against the "evil" vampires, the so-called plague of this world.

He killed me, along with my brethren, then revived us all again, to serve under him. The great Kain, ruler of the vampire race, rushing to take over Nosgoth.

Things changed. I changed. We all changed, physically and mentally. We started evolving, one after the other, becoming faster, stronger, more agile. But Kain was always first. He was our king and we looked up to him as we would to our father.

Then, it happened... The firstborn evolved before the king.

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"The descent had destroyed me... and yet, I lived."

The unforgiven act happened, and I had obtained wings before my sire. How beautiful they were; batlike and so strong.

But I was not allowed to have them.

Kain summoned us all and inquired about my new "addition". I bowed and spread them, thinking he was going to be proud of me, his lieutenant, his right hand, his firstborn! Oh, what a fool I was for thinking so.

The pain of ripping the bones out of my wings was unimaginable. No longer was I the pride of my ruler. And the punishment for betrayal? Death.

...

"As your agent, I am beyond death."

Cast into the Lake of Death, my pain did not subside, but grew stronger. The water burned my body, time passed so slowly it seemed like it didn't pass at all... And then, I was revived.

Now they tried to make me their pawn, creatures and humans I wish not mention, since they do not deserve it. Tried deluding me into that old story of "evil" vampires and Nosgoth. But this time, I'll take my own path, and find out the truth on my own.

I will not be a pawn anymore.

...

After all this time, I realized... I can never return my to past form. My "free will" may be just an illusion. I will never be truly alive again.

But even this, is enough for me... In the end, I have always only served you, my king...

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"And I am not your enemy... Not your destroyer... I am, as before, your right hand! Your sword!"

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