Ever since the Taychon Incident and the Merge/Convergence the timeline has changed, making the entire multiverse and Omniverse come together. Different versions of multiple planets as well as individuals have appeared and have adapted to their curre...
The stone, the metalwork... it looked new. Preserved. It was of the finest craftsmanship, with great pillars of gold and silver lining the walkways of the room; bright flames cast high above in hanging chandeliers. Within the center of the chamber lay an area of sand; dull, dried red marking them ever so slightly. And above that were steps ascending to a great throne, and upon it...
The dark robed figure grimaced. It was merely a hologram, once again.
"You are disappointed, my apprentice?" the cloaked hologram asked, his voice like a strained whisper that somehow casted an indomitable power.
"Yes," the young man answered, the tone of his voice sharp but withheld as he gazed upon the towering figure, "I am. I expected you to be here, in the flesh."
"I, however, promised no such thing."
The young man narrowed his eyes. "I have done all that you have asked. And yet, you do not trust me to greet me in person."
"Yes," the figure nodded knowingly, "but, there is a reason that I do this."
He rose from his chair, the shimmering blue dancing in firelight as he descended the steps. His true height quickly became apparent, towering a heads length above all those below him. And in a blink... he was before him. The young man stared up at the figure; masked in robes of velvet darker than pitch. And yet the face itself was an even darker mass, like peering into starless night.
The figure stared back, the air suddenly becoming frigid like an arctic world. The lights seemed to dim, and an oppressive feeling lurched out and struck out at the young man's heart, squeezing it. He clutched his chest, falling to his knees, but his eyes did not move. He did not, he would not back down.
The figure laughed. "You prove my point."
The young man's heart was released. He allowed himself to strain for breath as the imposing figure walked past him, his hands clasped behind his back.
"There was another like you. Strong, impulsive... fearless. He became my rival. A challenger to my beliefs, and an upholder to the Ancient Ways," he then whirled on the spot, facing him deathly, "and it was he who nearly saw the end of our Order."
"Palpatine," the young man spat out as he struggled to catch his breath; his heart proving an utter hinderance.
"Yes," even through the hologram, he could feel the man smile, "you know well of him, don't you, boy? Tell me, what was it that caused his downfall? Do you know?"
The younger of the two straightened himself, attempting to regain some of his composure. He thought for a moment.
"He underestimated the loyalty of his... apprentice. The love he had for his son."
The man in the dark, velvet robes merely shook his head. "No, my child, that was merely a result. Sidious' fall began long before that moment. It began with a fatal flaw. Shall I tell you? It is the least I can do."
He took his silence as an answer. "It was his lack of vision. His lack of purpose."
The younger man stared at him in astonishment. "He created an Empire," he retorted. The Man in Black merely tutted and shook his head, disappointed.
"Yes, he did," he admitted before asking simply, like a kindly uncle about to tell his nephew a secret, "and what did he do with it?"
"He... forced peace upon the galaxy. He established order where there was chaos."
He laughed.
"Peace, you say? Order? Yes, perhaps for a short while. But within the first years of his Empire, impressive as it may be with its force of arms and infrastructure, one could see it inherited its rulers own hubris. His abstract, unrestrained cruelty."
"But... the way of the Sith is strength."
Upon uttering these words, other individuals suddenly encircled the pair of them. Shoulder to shoulder, they blocked all escape save for the throne. But, it would be pointless to retreat there.
The black cloaked then revealed himself and ignited his lightsaber. Ready for bloodshed.
"Nothing is beyond Zaraj, for I am Sith!"
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"Are you now?!" A voice, sounding feminine said from a distance wearing a black dress.From the looks of her, she looked Arkanian, who are capable of seeing into the infrared spectrum, and their eyes were sensitive to sources of extreme heat.
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"Akanaa. Sith Sorcerer of the New Order that will destroy the Freedom Alliance and then, our mighty Supreme Leader will rule forever."
Zaraj: How will I prove myself?
Akanna: Simple. Let's start with a certain world that has an old healing agent.
Elsewhere. . .
Coming out of hyperspace, a fleet of ships came out like a swarm of bees.
"Supreme Leader, We have arrived at the coordinates one of our own gave us to the planet Mannan. Awaiting your orders.".
Supreme Leader(Hologram): Very good, General Hux. Proceed.
