We found him,after much searching,deep in the earth,and he bade us go,saying that the Flood was a punishment,for his having returned to the world of life.And subverting the true law.He asked us to go,so that he might sleep.So we returned alone to find the children of Noah,and announced that we were the new rulers.Each created a Brood,in order to claim the glory of Caine.Yet we did not have his wisdom or restraint.A great war was waged,the Elders against their Children,just as Uriel had said,And the Children slew their parents.They rose up,used fire and wood,swords and claws to destroy those who had created them.The rebels then built a new city.Out of the fallen Empire,they collected the Thirteen Clans that had been scattered by the great war,and brought them all together.They brought in the Kingship Clan[Ventrue],the Clan of the Beast[Gangrel],The Moon Clan[Malkavian],the Clan of the Hidden[Nosferatu], the Wanderer Clan[Ravnos],the Caln of the Rose[Toreador],the Night Clan [Lasombra],the Clan of Shapers[Tzmisces],the Snake Clan[Setites],the Clan of Death[Giovanni],the Healer's Clan[Saulot]the Clan of the Hunt[Assamites],and the Learned Clan[Brujah].They made a beautiful city,and the people worshipped them as gods.They created new Progeny of their own,the Fourth Generation of Cainites.But they feared the Jyhad,the Prophecy of Uriel,and it was forbidden for those Children to creat others of their kind.This power their Elders kept for themselves.When a Childe was created,it was hunted down and killed,and its Sire with it.Although Caine was away from us,we did feel his careful eye watching us,and we knew that he marked our movements and our ways.He cursed [Malkav],when that one defamed his image and doomed him to insanity,forever.
When [Nosferatu] was found indulging his tastes in fould ways with his own Children,Caine laid his hand on [Nosferatu],and told him that he would forever wear his evil and twisted his visage.He cursed us all,for killing the first part of his Children,the Second Generation,as we hunted them down one by one,Zillah the Beautiful,Irad the Stron,and Enoch First-Ruler.And we mourned them all,as we were all of kind,and all of the families of Caine's Childer.Though this city was as great as Caine's,eventually it grew old.As do all living things,it slowly began to die.The gods at first did not see the truth,and when they at last looked about them,it was too late.For,as Uriel had said,the seed of Evil planted blossomed as a blood-red rose,and [Troile],the Child of his Childs child rose up,and slew his Father,Brujah.And ate of his flesh.Then war wracked the city and nothing could ever be as it was.The Thirteen saw their city destroyed and thier power extinguished,and they were froced to flee,their progeny along with them.But many were killed in the flight,for they had grown weak.With their authority gone,all were free to create their own Broods.And soon there were many new kindred,Who ruled across the face of the Earth.But this could not last.Over time,there came to be too many of the Kindred and then there was war once again.The Elders were already deep in hiding,For they had learned caution,But their Children had founded their own cities and Broods.And it is they who were killed in the great war.There was war so total,that there are none of that Generation to speak of themselves any longer.Waves of mortal flesh were sent across continents,in order to crush and burn the cities of the Kindred.Mortals thought they were fighting thier own wars.But it is for us that they spilt their blood.Once this war was over,All of the kindred hid from one another and from humans that surrounded them.In hiding we remain today,for the Jyhad continues still.And none will say when Caine will rise again,from his sleep in the earth,and call for the city of Gehenna,the Last City,the City of Judgement.The Jyhad continues still. |
