Introduction

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This chapter is dedicated to emskywalkerr
My favorite dark side psycho, I love you♥️

This is my little treat because I'm impatient and I wanted to share a snippet of this story!♥️ but I will now be uploading it every THURSDAY so yes the next chapter will be in about four days hehe I hope you enjoy this!🥰

The song has no specific part, you could play it whenever you want. But I believe it is exactly how (y/n)/Lilith feels, so I highly recommend giving it a listen❤️

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1 year later
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3rd Person POV

The person who was once (y/n) (y/l/n), a hero to the republic, is now merely a broken, soulless shell of the woman she used to be. Her beautiful face used to be enough to fill hope and joy into the hearts of the citizens of the galaxy.

But now, the sheer mention of her name causes them to tremble at their knees. Her mechanical breathing struck terror into the hearts of those who were unfortunate enough to hear it. She was now only a dark plague that cursed the galaxy; death and destruction were all that followed closely behind her like a shadow.

(y/n) was near non-existent. Only a small light of her remains, and that's partially because of her love for her former Padawan, who is now her trusted inquisitor. Despite him joining her in the dark side, the platonic love they have for each other still kept a small part of who they used to be, alive.

A full Sith holds no love or attachments, they're not supposed to at least, but both refuse to let go of each other.

Another reason, is because her love for Anakin Skywalker was still adjacent to her heart, but it was buried deep down so profoundly, that she is completely unaware that it still exists.

She only feels the pain and heart ache that he left behind that day; she is reminded of it every time she hears the sound of her own breathing, or when she catches the image of the scar he left her on a reflective surface.

Thanks to the manipulation and the lies implanted in her mind by Sidious; she believes that he abandoned her, that he no longer loved her.

She doesn't know that he fought for her, that he didn't abandon her, or that he still loves her and misses her every day.

(y/n) has been nothing but a trapped pawn in the Emperors twisted game for the past year. Deep down she is waiting to be set free from the lies that hold the real her as a prisoner; blanketed over by the shadow of the dark side.

But Sidious has his claws in her so deep, and has manipulated her mind so well; she is nearly past the point of saving.

"I-I'm sorry my Lady," Director Krennic kept his gaze down and only saw the image of her heavy boots walking around him. He failed her too many times in his search for Anakin Skywalker, it was his assigned job to bring him to her alive. But Anakin and the rest of his little group slipped through his fingers time and time again over the course of a year.

She was tired of his apologies, tired of his failures. She stood behind him and placed a hand on his shoulder. He stiffened from her deathly touch, a cold shiver went through his spine as he prepared for his imminent end, "You disappoint me Director Krennic." Her voice was not what it used to be, the mask that filters the air she breathes deepens it. It was still feminine, but it sounded inhuman, unemotional, and cold; much like her deathly golden eyes.

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