Absolution of Destruction - The Book of K.A.I.N



The Pretense

The truth. It has come to me in a dream. No, a nightmare. Yet I only know a small amount, it has shown me more than my mortal mind can contain. Its secrets are immense, I fear it will drive me to insanity. Why was I born to forsee this tragedy that has unfolded on the world and my life? Why did the faith driven away from me from god and turn me into this being? Fear, it's all I feel for what's infront of me. The hatred of a billion souls from realms and dimensions my mind cannot even comprehend. I stand here, a meer man, broken from my journey. I keep thinking over and over "is this the end?" but it cannot be, the book reads on, there is more I cannot yet comprehend. The journal, the runes, the path, the sin, all have lead me to this point. Where am I? What is this? I cannot continue, but I must. It feeds me, it drives me. Yes; this is my fate. I feel it; the power, the ultimate power. I can control it. I will read on.... No, Wait, what is this? I cannot. ARGHH!!!!!!

- Silence

What...? What is happening? Where am I? I must stand up. Wait... I am standing. How can this be? I'm so short. What has happend to me? My fur, MY SKIN, I'm hideous. The book, where is it? I'ts gone... My life's legacy. NOOO!!!!

I must find it...

- The last words of my mortal mind, just as I first awakened the power of the book.


Do you understand what this book means? This book embodys the power of every sin committed in the act of god. This book is the ultimate source of known destruction. In my lifetime, I could not comprehend this, and it drove me to madness. My body ripped from my soul; my soul entombed in the body of a small gnomix that passed me by. It's soul I had consumed unknowingly to feed my own essence. It took me almost another lifetime to unlock the secret that restored my body. My spirit was never the same, lacking my own soul, I was forced to feed on others. People first knew me by this curse, they called me the soultaker. But it was short lived. My will only knew one thing; I had to find the runes that lead me to the book. The book that destroyed me, the book of no names, the book of K.A.I.N. And so for a long time all I could mutter were the letters. This is how I became known as K.A.I.N, or Kain.

Truth be told, everything that you read here, is just extracts of my existance and what I have deciphered of the book. It has many faces, that of the future, that of the past, and that of the present. From that day, until my ascent into the realm of the ascended, to the hall of Kai, it took me unknown ages, time forgotten in my history to unlock the truth behind the book. To learn how to harness it's power. To use without destroying me further. Do not seek this book, do not make the same mistakes that drove me to this point. I am restored now a Kai above all, but the cost was great, and you are not prepared.

When I deem you worthy of more knowledge, I shall present it to you. You may not know how, but my voice travels to where is must be heard, an inspiration to the voice of an unknowing host. Seek my teachings if you truly wish to learn the truth. I have been gone for a great time, but it's time my children that you learn what I have learned if for nothing else but to know the true history behind your faith. Fear not, for I will guide you, in weakness and in strength. My will will always be your fighting spirit. This book told me this, and thus it is my fate, and your curse.

Read on, if you seek the true path...

K.A.I.N




The Journal

December 12th

I hate books, imprisoned. My family's dead, I have nothing more to live for. That priest gave this book to me. He said it will keep me sane, but I don't believe him. I'll try it anyway. Perhaps one day someone will read this and understand my hatred. The royal guards cut down my mother and father like they were nothing, endless bloodshed stain the cobble stone of macguyver castle. Who calls a castle macgyver anyway? They say if I swear allegiance to the king I'll be released. The priest says he will take me into his church. I dont know why the gods would spare me, they didn't spare my family. I hate this place it really stinks... Screw this book

December 19th

I haven't been fed for days, the rats are really starting to look rather tasty. If they weren't such foul creatures in the eyes of the gods I would probably eat them. The priest visited me today, he told me to persist. The courts are in an uproar he said, and that he had made moves for my release. He said he used his influence to convince the courts to take pity on me. I don't understand why this man wants to help me so much. Perhaps I am truly blessed as he said... Bah, it cant be true. I'm just a boy.

December 22nd

I don't know what's happening exactly, but I can feel the heat. The guards have long since left the chamber. The prisoners are rioting, i see fla

January 14th

I awoke 3 days ago, a wall exploded in a room next to me, it knocked me out cold. Somehow the priest managed to find me, the courts granted my release due to my apparant lesson. Really they couldn't afford to treat my wounds, so they were happy to get rid of a corpse. I am still bed ridden, but this house has great bedside manor. I really like the young lady who has been tending to my wounds. If only she wasn't so devoted to the gods, she could make a man very happy. The priest has asked that I choose the path. I don't really know what he means but perhaps there is a reason I have managed to make my way here, I really dont know. One thing does worry me though. My dreams are empty, every night I fall asleep and find myself nowhere; for hours, days, weeks. It feels as though someone's with me but when I reach out I find nothing. It's just a dream, what does it matter?

January 17th

That cute lady continues to look after me. I cannot thank her enough for her bedside manor. She tells me every day about her love for the gods, how they care for her and her sisters. How they seed the world with grace and dignity, and how they show the path of love for all who embrace them. I really like the way she looks at the world, but it's not true. She's so hidden from the truth it almost makes me sick, but at the same time I wouldn't have it any other way. I still miss my parents. I wish I could have said more to them before there death. The priest tells me the riot was started by a dwarf. The guards dont know his name. Apparantly they had picked him up for being drunk and disorderly, ranting that he worked for the Titan Workers Union. Who really knows with those guys.