Embodiment Of Darkness

Chapter 5: The Ascension of Darth Draconis

Darth Draconis, having cast aside his past and embraced the dark side, stood on the precipice of power. His loyalty to Darth Malgus was absolute, and he had proven his unwavering commitment through the destruction of his former life, including Saria and the Jedi Order.

As days turned into weeks, Draconis' training under Malgus intensified. His command of the dark side grew stronger, and his cybernetic enhancements were honed to perfection. His once-turbulent emotions had been replaced by a cold, calculating demeanor.

Malgus saw in Draconis a formidable apprentice, one who would play a pivotal role in his grand scheme to reshape the galaxy. The Sith Lord shared his vision of a galaxy ruled by the strong, where the Jedi and Republic would crumble under their might. Draconis listened, his allegiance unwavering.

Together, they embarked on a campaign of terror and conquest. Worlds fell before them as Draconis ruthless efficiency and Malgus's power crushed any resistance. The galaxy trembled under the shadow of their might, and their reputation as unstoppable Sith lords grew.

But as Draconis reveled in his newfound power and the adoration of the Sith Empire, a flicker of doubt nagged at the recesses of his mind. Had he truly made the right choice? Was the path of darkness worth the sacrifices he had made?

One fateful day, as the Abyssal Fury descended upon a Jedi stronghold, Draconis encountered a force from his past—a group of survivors who had managed to escape his previous assaults. Among them was a young Jedi who reminded him of the man he used to be.

Their confrontation was fierce, and the Jedi, with unwavering resolve, challenged Vexen's commitment to the dark side. "There is still goodness in you, Draconis. You can turn away from this path of destruction."

Draconis' initial anger flared, but the Jedi's words struck a chord. Doubt gnawed at him, and for a moment, he hesitated. But the darkness within him surged, drowning out the glimmer of light.

With a final, devastating strike, Draconis struck down the Jedi, silencing the voice of doubt once and for all. He returned to the Abyssal Fury, his heart colder than ever, his loyalty to Darth Malgus absolute.

As the Sith Empire continued its conquest, Darth Draconis' name became synonymous with fear and destruction. The galaxy quaked before his power, and his past was a distant memory, a shard of light swallowed by the abyss of darkness.

Yet, in the depths of his being, a lingering question remained—had he truly become the master of his fate, or was he merely a puppet of the dark side, destined to follow Darth Malgus's will to the bitter end? The answer remained shrouded in the shadows, as Darth Draconis' pressed forward, an instrument of darkness in a galaxy consumed by war.