10. The Meridian Rebellion

Two centuries of darkness, a dreamless frozen sleep, I wake inside the metal city where the shadows weep! Meridian is altered, covered in steam and iron rust, My ancient vampire empire has turned to dynamic dust. The Sarafan Lord is ruling, with a technological fist, And my name is just a memory, hidden in the mist. The Cabal is waiting, in the shadows of the night, Handing me the iron claws to fuel the sudden fight! "You have slept long, Kain. Our kind is hunted, our blood is thin. Vorador is waiting in the sanctuary. We must tear down the Sarafan from within." The city of iron! The glyph-magic burns! As the Lord of the Vampires slowly returns! Rebellion in the alleys! Blood in the steam! Crushing the fabric of the human dream! Vae Victis is echoing! Through the metal halls! As the tyrant's kingdom shakes and falls! I hunt through the Industrial Quarter, drinking from the weak, Regaining all the dark gifts that the ancient forces seek. The glyph energy is pulsing through the pipes and through the stone, A dangerous new weapon that threatens my dark throne! The Sarafan guards are screaming as I strike them from the fog, Cleansing out the human filth from this metallic bog. The Cabal is marching forward, the network is awake, Ready for the ultimate vengeance that we are bound to make! "They thought I was broken. They thought I was dead. But efficiency cannot replace nobility. I am Kain. And this city will paint itself in red before I am done." The city of iron! The glyph-magic burns! As the Lord of the Vampires slowly returns! Rebellion in the alleys! Blood in the steam! Crushing the fabric of the human dream! Vae Victis is echoing! Through the metal halls! As the tyrant's kingdom shakes and falls! "The rebellion was growing, but the city held a deeper rot. Old allies had turned their coats, serving the new regime. I had to find the source of the glyph power... inside the industrial core."