The Death Star has been destroyed and the galaxy is safe...for now. Three long years have passed since the Battle of Yavin and the rebellion still stands their ground in the war with the Empire. Twilight Sparkle, Storm Shield, and the rest of the Ma...
Falling endlessly through the eternal oblivion of the void, Sunset Shimmer was lost to the world. She had fainted some time ago from the never-ending torment of emotions that were running through her. The things Valkorion was telling her, as well as the lessons from Satele Shan, played back in her head. Both had compelling points to their lessons, though Valkorion's were more morbid. Everything was just way too much for her to handle. All she wanted was get out of this internal prison and regain control of herself before she became a true monster.
Suddenly, Sunset didn't feel the sensation of falling any longer. Slowly, she opened her eyes. Once again, she stood on a rocky cliff in the void looking over a crumbling Dromund Kaas. Sunset slowly walked to the edge of the cliff, looking over the Imperial capital.
"Is this—" Sunset began.
"Dromund Kaas."
The voice made Sunset snap her head to the left where she noticed another figure standing beside her. It was a man, who reminded her of Palpatine, with a very wrinkled old face and wearing old dark Sith robes. His eyes were a very intense orange-gold and he had this incredible aura of evil.
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"Once I clung to this plant like a parasite, desperately clinging onto life. And then... this planet became my life."
Sunset slowly backed away from the figure, as he turned to face her.
"This just gets worse and worse by the minute," Sunset said worriedly. "Who are you supposed to be?"
"I believe you became acquainted with my 'better' form, now it's time for you to see what I once was," The man responded. "After abandoning my past, I took the name of Valkorion as a symbol of a new beginning. Here I was known as Vitiate, or as the Sith remembered me as... Emperor."
"Are all Sith old and wrinkled?" Sunset asked.
Vitiate glared at the girl with a stare that could make a manticore drop dead. Sunset quickly shut herself up.
"I told you that you required a different point of view," Vitiate spoke, gesturing to himself. "Here it is."
Sunset instantly grabbed the lightsaber Master Satele had given her and ignited it, aiming at the former Emperor.
"I've had enough of you for one lifetime!" Sunset said determined. "I've been learning more from Master Satele than I ever did walking with you."
Hearing the name of the former Jedi Master, Vitiate released an evil laugh that shook the very foundation upon which they stood. Sunset stumbled as she tried to keep her balance till the quaking ceased.
"Ah yes, Satele Shan," Vitiate chuckled. "Master of a group of fanatics aiming to change the galaxy with their 'light side'."
All of a sudden, the universe went black again and when the picture returned to Sunset's vision, she took notice of her surroundings. Her and Vitiate stood on the planet of Coruscant as it once stood thousands of years ago. The Jedi temple still stood tall and mighty as the center of the Jedi power in the galaxy. Standing before the Jedi temple, before a large ensemble of Republic troops, stood Master Satele Shan herself as well as a large robust soldier named Jace Malcom and a green-skinned Twi-lek woman named Saresh. Malcom led the Republic's Havoc Squad mercenary group while Saresh governed the Republic as Supreme Chancellor.
