Rain continued to shower the wreckage left in the wake of a battle between Gods. The power of two separate entities was absorbed into one with a mind broken beyond repair. A conflicted Kain departed what was left of that war-zone after his Humonculus was slain. Courtesy of a long dead love's unwarranted return, a series of more powerful clones of the Tenebrasque In member appeared to replace their original counter parts. One by one, each terrible abomination was destroyed and the majority were absorbed by the Horseman of War, including his own. Unfortunately it was all a ploy set into motion by his forlorn lover from another dimension, Tiferia Hystorm, the mother his Queen Lady Death. She managed to enter this world and created the Humonculi to brainwash Kain. She knew his greed for power would drive him to drain each clone of its power and therein were the seeds to her devious plan. The more he absorbed, the more his memories of that day would change until finally he saw a distorted past. Though Kain witnessed the murder of the Humonculi by his family, Tiferia's manipulations drove him to believe he'd instead seen the complete opposite; including the death of Lady Death. That memory became the catalyst for his descent into madness. Once his Humonculus was absorbed Kain left his loved ones; whom he thought were the Humonculi, with a terrible message to pass along to the others: “One week. You have one week to prepare for my return. Once that week is over, you all die.”
Keeping to his word, Kain left Tenebrasque In alone for exactly seven days, to the second. During that time preparations were made. Firstly there needed to be time to mourn for Lady Death's heartbreaking demise. Retreating to a cave far removed from the others, tears were shed for Lyn. Stones were collected for a grave site. Over two-hundred stones made up Lady Death's grave with her name engraved in the cave wall. While more time was desired to mourn her passing, time was anything but abundant. Siegfried sat cross-legged at the foot of the grave meditating. His emotions were slowly killed much like his family. It wasn't long for Kain to simply transform into a husk of his former self. His only motivation was revenge. The vampire was determined to bring hell upon those who took what belonged to him away. Darkness and light arced from Kain's body. Fire burned around him and lightning surged around his body. Water, ice and stone swirled around him as well during his meditation. While his newly acquired power boosts were not fully operational he was still immensely powerful and now without emotion Kain was unpredictable.
Five long days passed by in that cave, however its sole occupant was unmoving. Icy winds beat against his skin without reaction. Cave dew dripped down his body but still, nothing. Only once time had passed by did his eyes even open. Each element around War continued its orbit. The final preparations were made as Kain finished cleansing his body of bacteria and dirt. Clothing was pulled from the darkness permitting him to be dressed entirely black for a funeral. Dark glasses hid his eyes and black gloves concealed his hands. The vampire also wore patterned black pants, black leather boots and a patterned black trench coat to match his zipped up shirt. No longer did his hair dangle aimlessly, it was neatly combed backwards, defining perfection. No cigarette was smoked, no smile no emotion. The time to end it all was now. Having finally lost his world, existence would cease by his hand. There was no stopping this unmatched force of nature.
Kain used the air to carry himself towards the Tenebrasque In base where he knew they would be waiting for him. It took very little time to arrive. Immediately he released his power from its constraints allowing all to feel it. Earth trembled, birds plummeted to her and other creatures crumbled beneath the pressure. The elements spun around him even as he destroyed the entrance to see the entire team of Humonculi armed and prepared to die. Kain displayed no emotion to them. His eyes scanned the ranks of those before him. So many victims, so little time. One offer would be made, and should it be rejected they would all perish beneath his iron fist.
“Step aside so I may retrieve Lady Death. Failure to cooperate will result in rapid life decline. This is your one opportunity to avoid my wrath.”
Kain stood absolutely still awaiting a response. They wouldn't leave Lyn. He knew it. If they were even half what their original counterparts were they would not hand over their Queen so easily. Fortunately they didn't need to; reservations about killing them did not exist. Clearly the pressure of their leader's power was tremendous; those with weaker bodies appeared to be struggling with simply standing upright. Things were getting underway and now only two questions existed: how long could they last and who would be first to die?