There's no balance
The souls of the dead remain trapped
I cannot spin them in the wheel of faith
They can NOT completer their destinies
Redeem yourself
Or if you prefer, avenge yourself
Settle your dispute with Kain
Destroy Him and your brethren
Free their souls and let the wheel of fate churn again
Use your hatred to reave their souls
I can make it possible
Become my soul reaver, my angel of death...