T h e S t o r y . . .
In an age and a region renowned for cruelty and violence, Caleb was legendary. Born in western Texas in 1847. He had sealed a reputation as a merciless gunfighter by the age of 17. But it was seven years later when he met Ophelia Price that his hunger for bloodshed took on a menacing new timbre. She was already well beyond the bounds of sanity when he found her cowering in the charred ruins of the burned out homestead where her husband and child had perished only days before. It was neither her tattered beauty nor her plight that compelled Caleb to take her in, however, - it was the words he picked out of her virtually incoherent mumbling. He learned that her husband had attempted to rescind his membership of the dreaded Cult of Tchernobog and in return cultists had set fire to the house in the night. Ophelia was filled with rage, - not at the cult, but at her husband, whose cowardice she blamed for the death of her young son.Ophelia was Caleb's doorway to the Cult and its dark purpose. He could not have known that in time he would come to love her, nor that their service to the Cult would find the two of them beloved among the Chosen, elite servants of the dreaming god Tchernobog, the One That Binds, Devourer of Souls. In the Hall of the Epiphany, a temple that spans the chasm between the worlds, the four remaining Chosen stand at the forefront of a procession of worshippers. Tchernobog's presence is felt more than seen. The great, frigid weight of a hunger that spans millennia. He speaks in a cacophony of voices stolen from the dead, summoning the Chosen to the centre of the sacrificial ring. They stand before the Dark God, united by a sudden sense of doom. A wordless cry rises up from the seething shadows. One voice, swallowed up by many until the hall resounds with them. The members of the procession behind the Chosen melt away in a gust of ethereal wind. Extinguished like so many candle flames. There aren't even ashes to indicate they ever existed. The Chosen look to one another in confusion and dread. They can already feel the ties that bind them to Tchernobog fraying. Why? How have we failed you? But there is no answer other than the shattering scream that threatens to tear the universe to shreds. Darkness swells around them. Swallows them. Their cold, abandoned souls fall through the abyss. And they burn.Caleb awakens. Cold and damp, in a body he no longer knows. It has long lain as a corpse that refused to rot, protected from putrefaction by some unearthly link to its master. The pain of protesting muscle and flesh invigorates and awakens him. He welcomes it. It distils his hate into the maelstrom raging in the centre of his mind. An agonising cry breaks out of him, shattering the stone lid of the tomb in which he lies, knocking loose sediment, cobwebs, and the small, unnoticed creatures that have shared his grave with him. A single word rings out through the darkness, echoing Tchernobog's lingering howl: "Why?"
As some of you know there a new blood remake in development.
he has contacted me about my game and i want to share my thoughts on the subject
to be honest i haven't really had any time to work on the game. the person working on this new title seems to have progressed a bit more than i have even though it's been so long. I'm an artist not a programmer so there's nothing really functional about my version of the remake here are some screen shots
keep in mind it's all visuals .
I have asked if he would like to maybe collaborate with my build of the game - his answer was that he is unable to. I'm interested to see where he could take it and maybe obtain artists to crank up the visuals maybe..
bottom line i guess is that i'm not always able to work on this game and it still requires a lot of dedication. from what I've seen this new project has potential...
Been playing a lot of blood recently decided I'd record it.
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