Legacy of Kain (Kain/Janos)
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kinkfestTitle: Sing in Exhaltation
Author: Laryna6
Rating: PG?
Warnings: ...
Word count: 268
Prompt:Legacy of Kain, Kain/Janos: Discovery, Revelations, Worship, Scary Devotion -“He knelt before the hero, the avatar of god.”
He knelt before Kain, no he was truly the Scion now, wings trembling, eyes clenched shut, and would not rise.
Vorador wondered if this would be the day Janos finally broke. To learn the god he had worshipped was a false one, an evil one, that the weapon he had guarded had been intended not to restore his people to that god’s grace but to kill the damned thing… That the faith that had sustained him all those years had been nothing but a lie. That the hated Hylden were innocents, that their vengeance had been just… That his loneliness, the loss of his entire race, everything he had suffered, was…
His loneliness had not broken him. The Sarafan’s persecution had not. Even the Hylden had failed.
Was this the third and final time Vorador would lose his sire?
“My God,” Janos whispered.
Kain watched, as impassive as a statue. Vorador had grown to know Kain over the millennia that now were a dream, but he wondered if he had ever known the Scion. Freed of corruption, united with the force the pillar could only tap into… Kain had been young, foolish, so very ‘human.’ Once.
But then, he had never truly been human.
To kill a God, one must call upon a greater power. To kill an immortal, one needs an immortal. To wreak vengeance upon the evil and undo the suffering of the innocent, what power better than balance itself?
“My God,” Janos said again, dawning amazement in his voice.
“Yes,” answered Kain, “My Sire.”
And Janos began to sob, but they were tears of joy.
Author: Laryna6
Rating: PG?
Warnings: ...
Word count: 268
Prompt:Legacy of Kain, Kain/Janos: Discovery, Revelations, Worship, Scary Devotion -“He knelt before the hero, the avatar of god.”
He knelt before Kain, no he was truly the Scion now, wings trembling, eyes clenched shut, and would not rise.
Vorador wondered if this would be the day Janos finally broke. To learn the god he had worshipped was a false one, an evil one, that the weapon he had guarded had been intended not to restore his people to that god’s grace but to kill the damned thing… That the faith that had sustained him all those years had been nothing but a lie. That the hated Hylden were innocents, that their vengeance had been just… That his loneliness, the loss of his entire race, everything he had suffered, was…
His loneliness had not broken him. The Sarafan’s persecution had not. Even the Hylden had failed.
Was this the third and final time Vorador would lose his sire?
“My God,” Janos whispered.
Kain watched, as impassive as a statue. Vorador had grown to know Kain over the millennia that now were a dream, but he wondered if he had ever known the Scion. Freed of corruption, united with the force the pillar could only tap into… Kain had been young, foolish, so very ‘human.’ Once.
But then, he had never truly been human.
To kill a God, one must call upon a greater power. To kill an immortal, one needs an immortal. To wreak vengeance upon the evil and undo the suffering of the innocent, what power better than balance itself?
“My God,” Janos said again, dawning amazement in his voice.
“Yes,” answered Kain, “My Sire.”
And Janos began to sob, but they were tears of joy.
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