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"My mind was in fragments like shattered glass."
"What manner of creatures have you been practicing on? Dull mortal fools, with their minds full of commerce and dung? My mind is far too strong for your powers."
"I sentence you to the hell of your own making - a prisoner for all time."
"Did it not occur to you that perhaps my cause, and not yours, is the cause of right and justice? That your ambition to rule this world is but the youthful craving of a petty noble, who has gained too much power, but never enough?"
"Bathe them in fire. Let them learn, as they writhe in the flames and their bones dissolve, the futility of their actions. The vampire and all of his kind shall be razed from the land. This world will be made pure by my hand. I will give you the peace you seek, Kain.. Your death beckons you."
"So I see. Kain, the Disruptor, the pebble in the pond who destroys all he touches."
"Tell me, since you remember your name, do you also remember your nature?"
"That you awoke at all is a miracle. When we found you, there was but the barest thread of life left in you. We nurtured it, fed it, and now you rise and walk again."
"Tony Jay as Mortanius"
"Simon Templeman as Kain"
"Call your dogs! They can feast on your corpses!"
"You are the tragic hero."
"Strange, isn't it Kain? That one cannot quite accept that which sustains him: you in your death and me in mine. But death cannot reign in a world without life and soon you will find the quest ahead of you is yours and yours alone... I can assist you no longer."
"You will have the blood you hunger for..."
"Upon examining the Soul Reaver: "Time fades even legend... and the origin of the Soul Reaver has been lost long ago. But its purpose remains - to feed on the souls of any creature it strikes. Kindred, this blade and I"."
"Their charms were visible through the gauze of their clothing, yet beauty such as theirs delivered only death."
"The winds carried screams from the west... I could not help but smile. Someone in this world was suffering more than me."
"Life without blood. What a travesty!"
"Worms and maggots fed upon his festering skin, the scent of tainted blood seeped through the wounds upon which they feasted. Pity, such a waste-- good blood gone bad."
"Alas, poor Nupraptor. I knew him well... Well, not really."
"Their sneering faces were forever etched upon my memory. I had crossed death for this moment. My mind was empty save for one thought; I would kill."
"Reputed to have been ripped from the chest of the greatest vampire who ever existed, Janos Audron. The heart of darkness restores vampiric unlife. Life is precious, as Janos discovered, as it was torn throbbing and bleeding from his own body."
"After being killed and waking in his mausoleum: "I woke to the pain of a new existence, in a dank womb of darkness and decay."
"Umah... What was it she said to me in that fateful moment when she took from me the Nexus Stone? How would my rule differ from that of the Sarafan Lord? If you had lived, Umah, you would have learned the difference. You should have trusted me... The war was over, and yet there was another battle to be fought. The cruel masters of Nosgoth, the Sarafan - now leaderless - still had to be put down. There were cities to be rebuilt, and order to be restored. And a new rule, my rule would then begin. To the victor go the spoils. At last, Nosgoth would be mine"."
"Victis - suffering to the conquered. Ironic that now I was the one suffering. Not anything as pedestrian as physical pain. Rather the cruel jab of impotent anger - the hunger for revenge. I didn't care if I was in Heaven or Hell - all I wanted was to kill my assassins. Sometimes you get what you wish for. The Necromancer Mortanius offered me a chance for vengeance, and, like a fool, I jumped at his offer without considering the cost. Nothing is free. Not even...revenge."
"I have lived long enough to dispose of you."
"Cowards and traitors deserve no second thoughts, only their complete annihilation."
"And so I left - cold of heart and soul. Forced to the road, and the long, bitter night."
"Strange how one's life casts a shadow far beyond one's own understanding. Here, in this alien vault, I discovered a being whose existence was entwined with mine, far more than I could ever imagine."
"From the shards of tattered dreams, I rose - unwilling... Tossed upon tides of pain that flowed and ebbed and left me searingly awake. And more revoltingly - alive .. It was then I saw her, for the first time."
"What, no mug of ale for a weary traveler from distant Coorhagen!? I can reward you well, for I am of noble blood!"
"Michael Bell as Raziel"
"Tony Jay as the Elder God"
"Kain is deified. The Clans tell tales of Him. Few know the truth. He was mortal once, as were we all. However, his contempt for humanity drove him to create me and my brethren. I am Raziel, firstborn of His lieutenants. I stood with Kain and my brethren at the dawn of the empire. I have served Him a millennium. Over time we became less human and more . . . divine. Kain would enter the state of change and emerge with a new gift. Some years after the master, our evolution would follow, until I had the honour of surpassing my lord. For my transgression, I earned a new kind of reward... agony. There was only one possible outcome – my eternal damnation. I, Raziel, was to suffer the fate of traitors and weaklings: to burn forever in the bowels of the Lake of the Dead." Kain: "Cast him in!" Raziel: "Tumbling, burning with white-hot fire, I plunged into the depths of the abyss. Unspeakable pain...relentless agony...time ceased to exist. Only this torture and a deepening hatred of the hypocrisy that damned me to this hell. An eternity passed and my torment receded, bringing me back from the precipice of madness. The descent had destroyed me, and yet I lived." Elder God: "Raziel. You are worthy.""
"Kain: "...and that is why, when I must sacrifice one of my children to the Void, I can do so with a clear heart". Raziel: "Very poetic, Kain"."
"Raziel: "Am I reduced to this? A ghoul? A fratricide?" Elder God: "Elevated, Raziel. Not reduced.""
"Raziel: "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...""
"To Raziel, as the earth shakes beneath his feet: "This world is wracked with cataclysms – the earth strains to shrug off the pestilence of Kain's parasitic empire. The fate of this world was preordained in an instant, by a solitary man. Unwilling to martyr himself to restore Nosgoth's balance, Kain condemned the world to the decay you see. In that moment, the unraveling began...now it is nearly played out. Nosgoth teeters on the brink of collapse. Its fragile balance cannot hold"."
"Deep in Nosgoth's northern wastes, the hushed silences embrace an ancient enigma."
""Beware - those blind with rage are by destiny ensnared"."
""Far in the eastern mountains, a stifled titan stands in mute surrender - unwilling host to a parasitic swarm"."
"Kain refused the sacrifice. The Pillar of Balance, corrupted to its core, stands as a monument to his blind ambition. Now these pillars serve only to bind me here -- my prison and eternal home, thanks to the avarice of your master, Kain..."
""Like a corpse in a shallow grave, corruption rises to the surface... Beyond these Pillars, the defiled victim mutely screams its outrage"."
""Raziel - Redeemer and Destroyer, Pawn and Messiah. Welcome Time spanned soul, Welcome to your destiny"."
"Where time is but a loop, A loose stitch in the Universal Cloth, A Streamer might seize upon a chance, a fatal slip And plunge the fate of planets into chaos..."
"Elder God: I know you, Raziel. You are worthy."
"Raziel: Show yourself, creature!"
"Kain: Raziel."
Young though he was, his radiant energy produced such an impression of absolute reliability that Hedgewar made him the first sarkaryavah, or general secretary, of the RSS.
- Gopal Mukund Huddar
Largely because of the influence of communists in London, Huddar's conversion into an enthusiastic supporter of the fight against fascism was quick and smooth. The ease with which he crossed from one worldview to another betrays the fact that he had not properly understood the world he had grown in.
Huddar would have been 101 now had he been alive. But then centenaries are not celebrated only to register how old so and so would have been and when. They are usually celebrated to explore how much poorer our lives are without them. Maharashtrian public life is poorer without him. It is poorer for not having made the effort to recall an extraordinary life.
I regret I was not there to listen to Balaji Huddar's speech [...] No matter how many times you listen to him, his speeches are so delightful that you feel like listening to them again and again.
By the time he came out of Franco's prison, Huddar had relinquished many of his old ideas. He displayed a worldview completely different from that of the RSS, even though he continued to remain deferential to Hedgewar and maintained a personal relationship with him.