my name is raziel. i was one a great commander for the army of the evil vampire kain. kain was one of the first vampires. he felt as though our kind was being wiped out and was always looking for a reason to turn some one. over time some of us started to change. my eveloution was most piticular to kain. i had evolved so much that my abilities surpassed his own. i was now a winged vampire. i could take to the sky. doing this cost me great loss. being treated as a traiter i was cast into the river of the lost souls. i had my wings broken and was cast inside. down i fell. undergoing an amazing amount of pain. as i fell i could feel myself loseing the fight to live. but for some reason i did not die. i was granted a gift i did not want."raziel.......raziel." i could hear my name being called but could not locate the sound. "raziel....." that was when i saw it. some kind of creature was slowly making it's way near me. i jumped in for the kill. but what happened after that...... lets just say is killed me.
soul reaver
Did you like this story? Make one of your own!
