SWTOR: The Davire Legacy

[2021] KotFE: Breaking Point

A mysterious and unknown faction swept in and conquered dozens of Imperial and Republic planets before disappearing back into Wild Space. After a brief pursuit led by Darth Marr, Seyje and Saiyah come face-to-face with Vitiate, now wearing the face of The Immortal Emperor Valkorian. In their meeting, Marr and Valkorian are both killed, and Arcann locks up the two sisters in carbonite for the next five years.

When Lana, Koth, and HK-55 break the Davire sisters out from their Zakuulian prison, their worlds are shattered when they find the universe as they knew has fallen. Zakuul and the Eternal Empire pose the greatest threat they've ever faced, and only by working together through their co-existing Alliance, can the Davire sisters save the galaxy.

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"Tell you what...you want to do the honors? You blow the controls, I'll take the city? It's not the same as shooting Arcann, but I know what these people took from you. They stole your life. It'd feel good to hit back."

"..."

"Well?"

"It's past time Zakuul began to pay..."

Dozens of explosions. Fire and smoke in the sky. Screams from those down below. The top of a spire building falling.

It had been chaos.

Seyje walked into the war room, the smell of smoke still clinging to her armor as she inhaled deeply. It was wrong, she knew, given the choices she had made before, but by the stars did she feel damn good right now. Her eyes fell on Theron standing at the central console.

"Theron, you made it ba-"

"What the hell was that, Seyje?"

Saiyah burst into the room from the right, striding forward angrily. The former Sith held her ground as she felt her sister attempting to lash out at her through the Force, her own emotions already heated up to dangerous levels.

"What was what, my dear sister?" Seyje asked, her voice dripping with sarcasm and feigned innocence.

Saiyah walked right up to Seyje and glared at her furiously. "The Spire is engulfed in fires. Millions of innocent civilians are either dead or in critical condition. What. Happened."

Koth strode forward, clearly more pissed off about it than Saiyah was. "There are parks and roads burning. Do you know how many people you killed?"

Seyje cast him an unamused look. "It was an accident. We tried, okay?"

"Well try harder next time."

Koth stormed out and headed straight to the elevator, leaving the others in silence. Saiyah watched her sister carefully, and noticed that as soon as Koth was gone, the faintest hint of a smile appeared on Seyje's lips. Twisted and cold. The sight made her stomach churn.

"You're lying," Saiyah declared loudly.

Everyone else in the room paused what they were doing and looked over at the two siblings with bated breath.

"You're not that naïve, Seyje. You knew exactly what Kaliyo was holding. You knew the damage she could cause, and instead of stopping her, you stood back and let her do it. Why?"

Seyje's eyes narrowed, her own anger starting to bubble. "What right do you have to tell me how to run my missions?" she snapped.

Saiyah paused, a little bit surprised that Seyje was lashing out like this. Their past arguments had been heated, sure, but not like this. The anger radiating from her sister was...different. It felt more raw, more volatile, like a rubber band pulled taunt and just waiting to snap.