3. The Choice of the Scion

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The time stream is twisting, the prophecies speak,
The throne of the world is for those who are weak?
Moebius the Time Streamer played with my fate,
But a vampire's wrath cannot yield to his hate!

Vae Victis! The pillars demand!
A sacrifice made by my own cursed hand!
The last of the guardians, the balance or king?
What price will the future of this empire bring?
The pillars are broken, the sky turns to ash,
As the fates of the gods and the vampires clash!

I marched to the battle through twilight and snow,
To face the last tyrant and strike the final blow!
Guillaume de Courcy, the warlord of sin,
But the hunger inside me was bound to win.
The executioner's blade tore right through his pride,
With the dark Will of Nosgoth now running the tide.
But the ultimate horror was hidden from view,
The final corrupted... was someone I knew.

"Look at the Pillars, Kain!
You are the Balance, the Scion of Destiny.
To heal the world, your own death must be done.
Will you sacrifice your life to save a world that hates you?"

"Heal the world?
Why should I throw my life away for a world that cast me out?
Let the Pillars fall!
Let the world rot!
The gods can weep, but I shall rule!"

"I refused the sacrifice.
The Pillars collapsed, condemning Nosgoth to a slow, beautiful decay.
I chose to rule a dying world rather than save it.
And from the ruins of that ancient place, I built my empire."

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Across the decaying and desolate realm, With hatred and dark power steering my helm. I hunted the Circle, the guardians of old, Whose madness turned Nosgoth so bitter and cold! From Malek the paladin, encased in his iron shell, To the mental illusions where Nupraptor fell. Their blood washed my hands, their tokens were claimed, As the Pillars grew darker, corrupted and maimed! The time stream is twisting, the prophecies speak, The throne of the world is for those who are weak? Moebius the Time Streamer played with my fate, But a vampire's wrath cannot yield to his hate! Vae Victis! The pillars demand! A sacrifice made by my own cursed hand! The last of the guardians, the balance or king? What price will the future of this empire bring? The pillars are broken, the sky turns to ash, As the fates of the gods and the vampires clash! I marched to the battle through twilight and snow, To face the last tyrant and strike the final blow! Guillaume de Courcy, the warlord of sin, But the hunger inside me was bound to win. The executioner's blade tore right through his pride, With the dark Will of Nosgoth now running the tide. But the ultimate horror was hidden from view, The final corrupted... was someone I knew. "Look at the Pillars, Kain! You are the Balance, the Scion of Destiny. To heal the world, your own death must be done. Will you sacrifice your life to save a world that hates you?" "Heal the world? Why should I throw my life away for a world that cast me out? Let the Pillars fall! Let the world rot! The gods can weep, but I shall rule!" Vae Victis! The pillars demand! A sacrifice made by my own cursed hand! The last of the guardians, the balance or king? What price will the future of this empire bring? The pillars are broken, the sky turns to ash, As the fates of the gods and the vampires clash! "I refused the sacrifice. The Pillars collapsed, condemning Nosgoth to a slow, beautiful decay. I chose to rule a dying world rather than save it. And from the ruins of that ancient place, I built my empire."

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