The Evolution of A King

Soon after the Sarafan Lord's departure, Kain was faced with a rather unpleasant task. With Vorador and Janos dead, with Umah having turned against him, he surely could not trust the remaining Cabal members. With this unfortunate truth firmly in mind, he returned to their sanctuary beneath Meridian and disposed of them all. Necessary though this was, it left him with an insurmountable obstacle. With Vorador dead and lacking the knowledge to spread vampirism himself, Kain was left with no army to aid in his desired takeover of Nosgoth.

And so he wandered, watching what the human cattle made of themselves in the meantime. And as the time passed, he grew stronger, more powerful. Beyond that, he grew less human. His fingers fused together into three digits, forming hardened claws akin to Janos Audron. His toes underwent a similar change, becoming cloven like hooves. But most interestingly, Kain found that his evolution appeared to reflect his inner self. His skin grew hard and chitinous as if to announce his invulnerability to the world. His skin shifted from the deathly pale white of a fledgling to a soft golden hue as of a shining deity. And indeed, even his ambitions of lordship were revealed by his physical form, the edges of his skull elongating into thick spiked ridges resembling a devilish crown. The vampiric blood rendered him increasingly divine over the centuries and he held this divinity in mind when discovering, at last, the path to dominion.