>>749627754
One would need to go over 4chan's character limit in order to properly emulate Raziel's thoughts during that particular situation

>LoK discussion on /v/ is always about Soul Reaver
why does no one talk about Blood Omen?

>>749628017
Vae Victis
Never played more than an hour of the game. It was kino in every concievable way but the gameplay felt like a fucking zelda cdi level shit.

ow strange that silence should possess such weight. In life, I mistook it for peace. In death, I learned it was merely the pause between cruelties.
I once served Kain with unquestioning loyalty, mistaking obedience for brotherhood and ambition for greatness. When I surpassed him, he cast me into the abyss. In that moment, I learned the truth: I had never been his equal. I had been his possession.
Yet I endured. Stripped of flesh, robbed of my former existence, I returned to a world that had forgotten me. Only Kain remained, presiding over the ruins of his empire as though devastation itself were proof of his wisdom.
I despise him for his betrayal. But more troubling still is the possibility that he believes himself justified.
How simple the world would be if evil were merely ignorant, if every tyrant acted from petty ambition, and every tragedy could be undone by striking down its author. But Nosgoth offers no such comforts. Here, even rebellion may serve the designs of those it seeks to overthrow.
And so I ask myself: am I truly free?
If every choice has already been anticipated, if every act of defiance merely advances some ancient design, then what remains of my will? Am I the master of my fate, or merely another weapon wielded by forces beyond my comprehension?
Perhaps my vengeance is simply another chain, binding me to the very creature I despise. Yet I cannot surrender to certainty. I have witnessed too much suffering justified by those who claim to understand necessity.
I will not accept that inevitability makes an act righteous. I will not believe that suffering becomes sacred merely because it cannot be avoided.
Let Kain call it destiny. Let the gods call it balance. Let the dead call it damnation.
I have learned the names they give to their chains.
Now I must discover whether I possess the strength to break them.
Perhaps my path has already been written. Perhaps even this defiance serves a purpose I cannot comprehend.
So be it.