Legacy of Kain: Soul Reaver

Elder God:
Redeem yourself... or, if you prefer, avenge yourself.

Morlock:
Heretic, you shall not pass!

Raziel:
Such loyalty, to one who has you guarding this outpost like a chained dog. Tell me, do you prosper on the scraps he casts you?

Morlock:
Your insults will do nothing to blunt the agony of your demise!

Raziel:
Kain killed me once, behold the results. I have no more to fear from you!

Kain:
Raziel... the Abyss has been unkind.

Raziel:
I am your creation, Kain. Now, as before, you criticize your own work.

Raziel:
Damn you, Kain! You are not God! This act of genocide is unconscionable!

Kain:
Conscience...? You dare speak to me of conscience? Only when you have felt the full gravity of choice should you dare to question my judgment!

Raziel:
I would choose integrity, Kain.

Raziel:
Am I reduced to this? A ghoul? A fratricide?

Elder God:
Elevated, Raziel... not reduced.

Raziel:
You are lost in a maze of moral relativism, Kain. These apparitions and portents... what game are you playing now?

Kain:
Destiny is a game, is it not? And now you await my latest move...

Raziel:
I knew my opponents' weaknesses, having suffered them myself. Physical wounds are fleeting - a vampire's immortal flesh begins to close as soon as it is cleaved. Vampires need only fear those wounds that impale, or inflame. Water scorches like acid, and fledglings are devastated by sunlight's touch... I would have to modify my tactics to suit my foes.

Melchiah:
Everyone is afraid, sibling. You awake to a world of fear. These times of change are so... unsettling. Do you think I feel no revulsion for this form? Do you believe for a moment that our Lord would risk his empire upon an upstart inheritance?

Raziel:
Enough riddles - what are you saying?

Melchiah:
You are the last... to die...

Raziel:
Tell me, Melchiah - where can I find Kain?

Melchiah:
The master is beyond your reach, Raziel. He makes himself known when He sees fit - not when commanded.

Raziel:
A crevice in which to cower, only scuttling from the shadows to devour a victim already ensnared in your cowardly trap. But you've made the mistake of leaving me unbound, and it is *you* who must succumb to *my* will.

Raziel:
Seraphan, Rahab. The antithesis of all we ever believed.

Raziel:
Saved us? From what?

Dumah:
Not even Kain is my equal.

Raziel:
Even the strongest vampire is vulnerable.

Dumah:
We shall test your thesis, Raziel.

Elder God:
From this moment and ever afterward, You and this blade are inextricably bound. Soul Reaver and reaver of souls, your destinies are intertwined.

Raziel:
The descent had destroyed me... and yet, I lived.