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Ciaphas Cain

"Never fear brave men of the Imperium! I am right behind you!"

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a character in “The Multiverse”, originally authored by Specmarine, as played by RolePlayGateway

Description

Name: Ciaphas Cain

Gender: Male

Age: 210

Faction: Imperium Of Man

Appearance: Image

Regiment: Valhallan Ice Warriors

Occupation: Commisar

Personality: Cain is a self-serving coward, spending most of his time trying to ensure his own comfort and survival. However, despite his self-deprecation, he routinely demonstrates great bravery and compassion, leading many to believe he is a much better person than he would admit to himself. In any event, he always subscribed to the long-term version of cowardice, often taking courses of action that appeared extremely dangerous on the basis that they gave him a better chance of survival in the long term, if not the short one.

He is also well known for being one of the few commissars to earn the trust and respect of the Guardsmen he served with—aided by his heroic reputation, but mainly because he persistently demonstrated care and concern for the soldiers of his regiment.

Equipment:
Chainsword
Las-pistol

Powers:
Irregular-Ice Powers.

Retinue:
A group of 5 Kasrykin at all times
Gunner Ferik Jurgen, Cain's personal aide and former guardsman of the Valhallan Ice Warriors. , Jurgen is also a "blank", or a psychic null; this trait means that he and people around him is immune to psychic or magical powers which has saved them both on more than one occasion.

Background: Cain makes numerous mentions to his home world, apparently a Hive World, though he never mentions a name or any feature which could lead to it being identified. At one point in the archives, Amberley Vail speculates that Cain may not in fact know the name of his own homeworld. However, he shows a definite affinity for underground passages and has a natural sense of direction when underground. He claims that his parents were killed while serving in the Imperial Guard, which is why he was sent to be trained as a Commissar. However, it has not been stated in which regiment they served. His record at the Schola Progenium where he was educated and trained shows that his marks were at the low end of average in everything save sports and combat training. He also had a clear disciplinary record, however this probably means he didn't get caught.

Throughout his service, Cain seems to have served predominantly with regiments raised from the Ice World of Valhalla. He picked up a number of their habits and slang terms, although he never became enamoured to the cold they enjoyed, or their habit of taking showers in ice water. His loyal aide Ferik Jurgen was a Valhallan guardsman who happened to be a blank, and served Cain faithfully for many years. Also with him was General Jenit Sulla.

He began his service with the Valhallan 12th Field Artillery in 919.M41, apparently as a Commissar attached to the command battery, but soon took up duties over the entire regiment. His first taste of battle was on Desolatia, where the regiment had been defending against Orks, but soon they were faced with a Tyranid splinter fleet, which they held out against until an Imperial fleet arrived to pick up the Imperial forces on the planet.

His, and his regiment's, next destination was the planet of Keffia, where he spent a restful few years of the 920's, with the only major battle he participated in was assisting the local enforcers (calling themselves Custodes, though the title is unrelated to the Adeptus organisation of the same name) in unveiling a genestealer infestation in the sector and assisting in the defence of the enforcers' headquarters.

From here, he went to Perlia, where he was first earmarked for greater things. After a space battle, he and his adjutant Jurgen were left isolated on the ground of Perlia, presumed dead after their escape pod crashed behind ork lines. From here, he raised an army and, in what became known as the March of the Liberator, successfully fought his way through the orks to the front line, killing the warlord personally. The Imperial forces took the opportunity to attack the remaining ork forces, who were in disarray.

On Slawkenberg, he and two gunners were nearly possessed by a Slaaneshi priestess Emeli Duboir whilst accompanying forward artillery observers, but managed to destroy the enemy position with artillery after being broken free from her spell by Jurgen.

From here, he was assigned to Commissariat command for a few years, which was at first a simple desk job, but his reputation meant that he was sent on risky missions, such as a trip to Interitus Prime, a Necron Tomb world, Viridia and Viridia Secundus, the cleansing of a space hulk, fought against the Eldar, and participated in the cleansing of Sanguia. He survived these purely by being able to keep his head down, and commonly being the only survivor. Before long, he requested transfer back to a regiment. Of these experiences Cain notes that his encounter with the Necrons was the most horrific, and left the most lasting impression on him.

Currently the majority of extracts available from the Cain Archive tell of his time serving with the 597th Valhallan Regiment. While serving with them Cain appears to have been very close to the troopers, particularly with the senior officers with which he had a personal friendship.
Cain was present with the 597th Valhallan Regiment for their first action during the Gravalax Incident of 931.M41, where he was awarded the Order of Merit of Gravalax, Second class, for his part in preventing the Tau annexation of the planet. (Cain was to joke in later years that if he had allowed the Tau to kill Governor Grice, the grateful populace would have given him the first class decoration.) In truth, the planet had been infested by a Genestealer Cult who had been trying to spark off a meaningless war over a backwater planet between the Tau and the Imperium in order to distract them from the approach of the Tyranids. It was during this affair that Cain first encountered Inquisitor Amberley Vail, and also discovered that his aide Jurgen was in fact a Null: a trait which saved Cain's life as he duelled the Genestealer Patriarch.

The next year, he served on Simia Oricalcae, defending a refinery against ork predations and an awakening Necron threat beneath the ice. Shortly after this, he was sent to Periremunda after a civil uprising occurred. It was discovered that Genestealers were behind it, and the infection was cleansed.

After fighting Hrud on Skekwi and Orks on Kastafore, Cain arrived at Adumbria in 937, where he assisted in uncovering a Chaos ritual and defending against landing Chaos forces. His actions defeated a Daemon Prince and prevented the transformation of the planet into a daemon world. He later attended his court-marshal, initiated by Commissar Tomas Beije, for leaving the front line to attack the Daemon Prince's summoning, but Cain was cleared of all wrongdoing, and Beije was charged and later acquitted.

So begins...

Ciaphas Cain's Story

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Carn slowly placed his hand over his helmet. "You know you don't have to do all this...Given my position and power I can easily solve this without having to break through the guard lines that may risk the death of the population of this planet. Sometimes you should relax and think much more clear..." He shook his head as he called out to her. Of course he just opened up vox communication and began to talk to the Commisar without having to call an entire fleet, even then the headquarters was on the planet, did she really think a fleet can blockade a communication? "Commisar Cain, I ask that you stop trying to declare war on the commonwealth. The blame rests with the commonwealth since they forgot to tell you one really important detail, and that was if they get scratched they could die. I understand that you think they may be the enemy but this...princess...is too hot headed to think clearly....You have my sincere apologies." Once Carn spoke Cain stopped before boarding the transport before he responded. "Greeting my lord...Are you certain this whole thing was the mistake of our...allies? Who forgets such an important detail! So this princess goes wild just because it was her fault that she did not inform us well! You have got to be kidding me...this was just a stupid waste of time..." Cain spoke annoyed but ultimately stopped trying to board the transport however he had a new annoyance for the commonweath and that was how stupid they were.

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Alekassandra suddenly stopped in her tracks, standing among the fight as she stared towards Cain. Her anger had seemed to have suddenly disappeared as she held a dazed look, thinking over what she had just done. Some marines were damaged because of her anger, she made rash decisions because of her anger. Carn managed to fix the problem instantly. What a disgrace, Alekassandra had made the mistake she makes all the time, a mistake that could compromise her coronation as the High Empress, and everyone knew that her twin was definitely not fit for leadership.

As she stared directly into Cain's eyes, her face slowly turned red with embarrassment she seemed to quiver in her own thoughts as she quickly turned away to leave. "Fuck your crap, remember to ask about us before you accept our soldiers. Besides, you're all going to be mine one day." She spoke out, her voice shaking a little as she passed Carn.
"Come with me, I want to have a walk."

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Cain just scoffed at Alekassandra. "Whatever...I have a duty to help my men kill these demons. I will be sure to keep in mind that one little scratch can end your life. Don't fall down then." He spoke and went back to the undermarket along with more soldeirs behind him charging to battle the demonic threat.

Carn nodded when Alekassandra wanted him to come with her. "As you wish." He spoke as he began to follow her.

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His face was still close, A peculiar heat could be felt from it. Not comfortable, More like an out-of-control fire I understand... This is a sad world isn't it? for a mere moment his voiced displayed actually sorrow before he suddenly regained himself, Taking one quick step away from Luci Hah... I'm feeling pity? That's stupid.. You probably aren't that thankful for someone like me showing pity eh? Before any reaction could be made Psoph leaned backwards Then take this is as an opportunity to prove, both for me and yourself, That you still have some kind of power left! He suddenly lunged out of the alley, arriving on the main street as he slammed both his blades down on a poor Guardsman, leaving nothing but a gory mess. He was invigorated, finally some bloodshed. He was about fight this impressive comissar. Yet, His mind was clouded: "Why would I show pity like that!?

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While Draco's main enemy convesed with the new threat, another avatar of the Dragon appeared atop a mound of Shadow, a more draconian form taking the place of his human one. About the size of a Clydesdale horse, his wings spread and he opened his maw. From his throat rang out a roar of one thousand thunderclaps, and for a moment, time itself stood still while another batallion of Demons appeared around him, all armed with only claws while they screamed for mercy from their torment at the top of their lungs.

Then they charged towards the so called "Holy warriors" and would begin to slash apart any who stood in their path. Another platoon of screaming Minotaur also appeared with their massive axes, and slashed through the enemy; many of the minotaur now wore armor to protect them from the projectiles fired by their foes.

Meanwhile, Draco's main avatar remained with his beloved Kethend, a hand upon her cheek as he let her very well know he was real and whole, and to remind himself that she was the same.

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The Guardsman fell one by one as the demons cut them down, however for every one that fell two more took his place. They all yelled at the demons with equal ferocity. "For the Emperor men! FOR THE EMPEROR!" The guardsman yelled as they continued to fight without faltering. More and more Imperial reinforcements continued to storm the Undermarket, and no matter how much armor the enemy wore the armored fist of the Imperium would see to it that there was no defense from the Emperors wrath.

Meanwhile for Cain, as he returned to the Undermarket from a little...sidetrack...He noticed a creature jumped from an alleyway and slammed its blades into one of his guardsman. "Well looks like another demon has arrived to face my wrath. Well then...lets get this over with, I have bigger demons to kill." Cain spoke as he drew his chainsword and revved it causing the weapon to roar to life.

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Psoph quickly rose up, His blades had gone straight trough the guardsman, Cutting deep into the stone pavement. He withdrew both the blades, Giving one short look into the alley at Luci before moving up pointing one of his blades towards the Commissar Bigger Demons? Oh, I will enjoy this! His thick voice spilled out of the gaping helmet. He suddenly jerked his head backwards Luci! Do not assist me! He then gently started walking towards Cain

Apologies for the interruption. I do not wish to make you wait His walk slowly turned into a jog, the jog turning into a sprint as he slammed straight trought two guardsmen, in one swell move he rose both his swords overhead onto Cain. The attack was highly predictable and would be easy to dodge. but it seemed more like an challenge than an pure attempt to hurt him.

He was so going to enjoy this

The setting changes from The Undermarket to Main Street (Continued)

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The main street of Wing City, cramped with the populace as they continued through the endless cycle of what would be their lives. The atmosphere was filled with life as conversations filled the area, the true sight of what would be labelled as a 'primitive city'. It was small, extremely small. There was an end to the city other than the skies, it was limited. Alekassandra was born and raised on a planetary city, the buildings stretched further than the atmosphere itself, streets were massive and multistoried as ships flew overhead. However, there was one thing she liked about this place...

Taking in a deep breath, Alekassandra gave off a sigh of relaxation, she had temporarily returned to her flagship to change her clothing in order to 'fit in' with this human planet. Although, she had chosen to wear the Princess robes she so much hated, but also loved. Something about feeling more feminine gave that slight red colour to her cheeks, then again, it could be the constant stares of the populace as they were confused at this eccentric dress. Large circular shoulderpads, a pentagon stood behind the head as the robes themselves gently brushed agains the floor, the back and sides littered with straight protrusions. And then there was the front, a simple black band across the chest and groin while leaving the rest of the body exposed to the sunlight.

"The air is so clear, there is so much Nitrogen here." Alekassandra stated towards her new ally, Carn. "I feel full already."

She took a small glare at Carn, looking at him up and down. "Why don't you remove your armour?"

The setting changes from Main Street (Continued) to The Undermarket

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She took a few steps back, eyes darting towards a slender gap between her and this utter bloodshed; an all too familiarly insanity inducing nightmare which struck something within the girl, as she stood with her boots planted firmly upon the ground. Who cares if any of these people live, or fall to the ground, begging for their lives...? Who cares? "Goddammit, I don't know what the Hell I'm supposed to do then! Sick of this, I'm sick of it." Then... Luci's eyes narrowed, shadows around her fingers dispersing into the air, only to rip directly through..something. The following euphoric rush as blood pooled around her feet felt... it felt... good?! No, that's not what she wanted... Rush fading, she was instead left with a feeling of dread, cowardice...

"I can't do this, not again! It's... I don't... I can't... I can't JUST STAND HERE, YOU IDIOT!" Her voice lowered, becoming more of a growl as she ripped away her feet from fear's grasp, stepping towards the two. "You can't tell me not to assist you, that's not something I'm going to listen to..." This was a literal act to display everything that was left of her... which wasn't much of anything at all. "... got it?" She withdrew her own long-sword, blade flickering with pure darkness. Something she hadn't put her hands on for years, but now was a pretty good time to use it.

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As Cain watched the demon go for a overhead swing, he was certain he thought he had no chance against him. He was going to prove to this demon that there was more to him than meets the eye. He blocked the overhead sword strike using his own sword with ease. He then kicked the demon with surprising strength sending him flying into Luci once he knew that she was going to assist the demon. "Underestimating me will be your downfall demon. And you there woman, consorting with demons is heresy and you will therfore be terminated for the good of mankind. Jurgen! Front and center!" He called out and a man suddenly appeared from around the corner and joined the commisar. "I get the drill commisar. Terminate the woman consorting with the demon and you take care of the demon. So be it..." Jurgen stated as he drew his melta-gun from his back.

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The kick was good, This man was Enough, He even accepted his challenge without a shred of doubt. Luci was an annoyance, If she got herself killed just becuse of some apparent attempt to help... He took one firm step forward stepping away from Luci who was lucky not to get hit too hard by him and towards the two men, Planting his foot deep in the stone, His pure size was enough to intimidate any mere soldier "Hah! Are you truly human? No, You are more! He released a quick mad laugh "You are not human, Don't try to trick yourself! With his one foot rotted he suddenly released a huge burst of fire straight out of his gaping helmet towards the two men, This was no normal fire, It was infernal Scorching the very earth. And immidently with the scorching flame forcing them both to the very least cover themself Psoph dove straight trough the fire, Sweeping his blades low attempting to purely divide both Cain's and Jurgen's legs apart

He had a proper reason to fight now, Not just some mad attempt for combat. With Luci behind him he felt rushed. His attacks had meaning, He was gonna face them both, and he was gonna gut them.

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"Tch... you people are all the same... " As she dragged the tip of her sword across the ground, large cracks began to form; from which rivers of thick, ebony liquid spilled forth, dipping her beloved blade into the oozing substance would cause the very tip to curve. Luci, lunging from her position to deliver a swift, potentially crushing blow to the chest. "I guess I won't understand why I haven't been crushed yet myself....but I don't intend on it any time soon!" Oh, being thrown against the demon quite hurt, stung even... but only just. The liquid would adsorb her suffering, injury... for a brief period of time.

I'm gonna do this. Gonna kick ass, just like before Jack.

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Cain chuckled when the demon made the accusation that he was not human. "That is what you think demon, I am indeed quite human." He stated until he noticed the massive wave of fire that scorched the earth he simply raised a massive barrier of ice which held against the hellish hellfire.

As the demon charged against Cain and Jurgen hoping to take out their legs, Cain retaliated by charging the demon to meet his blade. Jurgen dodged to the side and aimed his Meltagun at Luci and fired a beam of super heated energy meant to destroy armored opponents, of course in this case he was planning to stop her charge before she could close in on the commisar.

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Psophor crossed blades with Cain, Moving them upwards placing Cain adn Psophor in a Standoff Hah! You lie to yourself! You have changed yourself so much in attempt to protect your pitiful people, You can no longer be a part of them! Psophor took one heavy step forwards pushing Cain back, Even with all of Cains might, He couldn't stand against a Chaotic Demon wielding double blades In raw strength. I will break this blade of yours! Then I will break you! Psophor took another similar step shoving both his blades against Cain forcing Him back further

Imagine it! What will happen if you perish now!? Psophor quickly moved both his blades backwards, pulling away from the standoff as he strikes the ground around him Before releasing another huff of flame point blank towards Cain.

Luci would need to prove that she could fight, Even if he didn't show it he knew that The Commisar would prove a more than worthy fight. Now his best bet would be beating him using raw strength. Giving him no moment to retaliate.

The setting changes from The Undermarket to Main Street (Continued)

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"Attention people of Terra! We have reports of a miasmic mist spreading through the area, for your safety we advise you all to evacuate! The city may be under attack by an unknown force. By the grace of the Emperor Of Mankind, may he watch over you all!" A guardsman of the Imperium spoke through a megaphone as he began to walk with his battalion accompanied by a contingent of aircraft and armor vehicles from tanks, armored walkers and armored transports.

There were thousands more battalions on the way along with aid from the Space marines who would arrive soon, whatever the threat was it was almost demonic in nature. All units were on red alert and defenses are already being set up along with extra warp based defenses. Behind these lines of millions upon millions of soldeirs stood the commander of the army, Commisar Ciaphas Cain rode on top of his Personal Baneblade, the Fortress Of Arrogance along with ten more baneblades near him. "Men! Today we face an uknown threat that plagues this planet! Our target resides in the plaza, your mission is to eliminate all hostiles and take out the one in charge! We fight for the honor of the Emperor and Imperium this day! So forward to victory men!" The Commisar spoke in the confines of his tank.

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  1. Jesus. William is just walking down the street 1 minute & the next there is some gas attack by an unknown entity. Should I get involved by helping the Soldiers?

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The black miasma rolled through like a tidal wave the gaseous fog obstructing vision to mere meters and containing a toxic paralytic that could enter through the pores or lungs. From the miasma came cries, extremely human cries for help.

"Help me! My child is injured!" The cry of a woman came from one direction.

"My leg it's broken!" Came the cry of another man.

The figures of many various people were shambling within the miasma though it was hard to tell where they were or how far away they could be. The wraiths blended in well with the miasma more a part of the concoction than their own entity. The humans would not appear possessed and their cries were actually their own. The souls were still bound to these possessed bodies giving them control of their vocal chords. Edan had them standing or sitting now as if they were simply decoys at the moments. He was viewing the scene via a few of the wraiths that were in the vicinity keeping their distance from the column of soldiers.

He smiled from his perch on the memorial for the moment. The fog continuing to extend it's reach as it continued to creep more exposed humans following to his grasp.

One wraith swiftly moved in striking through a few guardsman a cold rush would be felt as they lost control of their senses with them being to sent to Edan for control. The momentary shut down of the body would be noticed as a stumbling movement by others before they regained composure. If the enemy could tell that they were in the grasps of Edan then they would surely be outed.

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He stepped amongst the ashes of destruction and the long since dried blood of the dead, peering through past, present, and future as he walked amonst the ruins of legend and the possibility of tomarrow. Stepping from the nothing, from the everything, he came forth among the miasma choked streets of wing city, watching as those around him perished and died. He did not smile, he did not show anger or sadness. No emotion could touch that pale white flesh, just as no color had ever found it. He was emptiness, and within emptiness he stood, but for brief glimpses into an existence that was every bit as empty as himself.

A man who's skin was so white it could be mistaken for bone, who's eyes were empty of any emotion, who's plain and regular face brought no second glances or interest to any walked unimpeded through the miasma. What spirits or entities there were would either not be able to detect him, or would think him merely a shifting mass of the fog. Such had always been his fate, since the day he was sealed to the ruins. This figure walked and watched as the darkness fell once more upon the world of Terra.

He watched as the man Ciaphas Cain gathered his men to begin what seemed to be a counterstrike, and he shook his head slowly as he approached the underwhelming display.

To the would be hero he said "Turn back, there is no hope for you here."

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  1. Hope that this doesn't break any rules. I'm not used to fighting in RP's.

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As William continued down the street, he heard something. He turned around to see what was happening. The first thing he saw were people running from a mist that started to engulf the street. He then saw the Space Marines trying their best to contain the situation. Finally he saw dark black figures attacking people who were running for their lives.

His mind flashed back to the Great War. His first time dealing with gas in the trenches had almost killed him. But had it not been for the sacrifice of a fellow soldier who gave William his gas mask, William wouldn't have been here. William knew he had to do something. He had to help these people, otherwise they would die.

William opened his bag and pulled out his Winchester Model 1894 rifle. Along with this, he pulled out a first aid kit he had forgotten he had put in there. He loaded his rifle with ten bullets and walked over to the Space Marines. He saw Ciaphas Cain commanding the Space Marines and walked over to him, believing him to be the commanding officer.

Sorry to interrupt your little counterstrike, but what's happening in the battlefield?
He asked Ciaphas as he approached the tank that the Commisar was in.

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The cries of the civilians went past the Guardsman that began to group together. However once some of the guardsman began to exhibit very strange behavior, their first instinct was to open fire on their own men. They were not sure what it was but their time fighting with chaos trained them to notice any small change in behavior. Soon Psykers prepared their minds and channeled the power of the warp, unleashing psycic energy at the Wraiths hiding within the mist, although their form incorporeal, they would be able to rip apart their very existence.

Radio transmitions went out, warning the men that the enemy was capable of turning their allies against them. Psykers were already ready, soldiers kept close to guard them against any physical threats. They gunned down anyone emerging from the miasmic mist, not compromising their safety.

For Cain, two figures would approach his tank. One man told him to turn back, almost as if he did not think they simple soldiers would not be able to fight this threat. The other was questioning what was going on. "We have faced greater dangers than this. We fight for the God Emperor Of Man, and we will crush whatever is on this planet. As for you soldier, a strange miasmic mist is spreading through the town, along with reports of creatures capable of taking over soldiers. Physical weapons have no effect on the creatures however psychic and magic can affect them. I recommend you fall back, unless you are feeling brave enough to fight this unknown threat." he spoke.

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  1. missing character tags

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  2. Also: Who is this "Watcher"? Is there no character for him/her/it?

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#, as written by Data3
The watcher unseen sighed, and his form wavered as he faded from Cains reality. His voice was clear as day, but in moments the man who spoke could no longer be seen.

"You have faced greater dangers, yes, but in facing them have you ever stopped to think about those around you? About the sacrifices you ask them to make? About the lives you've taken? How many people can you kill and still sleep soundly? How many homes ruined, futures destroyed, hopes and dreams broken will you consider necessary before you realize..."

"No... It is not my place to say... Forget my words, or don't.... I stopped caring a long time ago..."

He was silent then, unseen as he climbed on top of Cain's tank, broken and destroyed as it was, with time having rusted and aged it to little more than a relic of a long dead past. Here the watcher sat and did what he did best.

He watched the world burn, across the endless landscape of time and fate.