Darth Draconis' unwavering loyalty to Darth Malgus had been his anchor in a sea of doubt, but the darkness that had consumed him was not without its price. Night after night, he was tormented by dreams of his past as Zane Merrick, the Jedi he once was, and of Saria, the love he had lost to the relentless grip of the dark side.
On a remote Sith-controlled world, Vexen's path led him to a long-forgotten temple, shrouded in the echoes of ancient Sith rituals. Within its depths, he discovered a powerful artifact—a dark crystal pulsating with malevolent energy. It whispered promises of unimaginable power, but at a cost.
As Draconis' trembling hand reached for the crystal, the echoes of his past grew louder. Saria's face haunted him, her voice pleading for redemption. He couldn't escape the memories, the guilt, the questions about the choices he had made.
The artifact's dark energy beckoned him, promising to sever the ties to his past once and for all. It offered him the strength to embrace the darkness completely, to kill the last vestiges of Zane Merrick.
With a conflicted heart, Draconis hesitated. He had become Darth Draconis, a Sith Lord feared by all, and the dark side had been his refuge. But the dreams of his past, of Saria, gnawed at him, and the cost of his actions weighed heavily on his conscience.
Then, in a moment of desperation, Draconis shattered the artifact and allowed its dark energy to envelop him. The sensation was excruciating, like a thousand needles of darkness piercing his soul. But as the pain surged through him, he felt something change within.
The memories of his past, the love he had lost, and the guilt that had haunted him were absorbed by the dark energy. They were consumed, transformed into a terrible power that coursed through his veins.
As the last echoes of his past were obliterated, Draconis emerged from the ordeal with a newfound clarity and resolve. He had sacrificed his memories and any remnants of his former self in exchange for a terrifying strength. The doubts that had plagued him were gone, replaced by a ruthless determination to serve Darth Malgus without hesitation.
When he returned to Malgus's side, the Sith Lord sensed the transformation in his apprentice. "You have grown stronger, Draconis," Malgus remarked, his approval evident. "You have shed the weakness of your past."
Draconis nodded, his heart as cold and unyielding as the darkest of Sith Lords. The choice he had made in the temple had solidified his loyalty to Malgus and the path of darkness. He was no longer Zane Merrick, the conflicted Jedi, but Darth Draconis, a living embodiment of the consuming darkness.
As the Sith Empire continued its relentless conquest, Darth Draconis' name became synonymous with fear and ruthless efficiency. The galaxy watched with trepidation, knowing that the man who had once been torn by doubt was now an unstoppable force of darkness, a weapon of Darth Malgus forged in the crucible of his own past.
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Embodiment Of Darkness
Fanfiction24-year-old Jedi Battlemaster Zane Merrick was left behind to burn on the lava banks of Mustafar, broken and defeated by Darth Malgus. What he doesn't expect is for his fellow Jedi, including the woman he loves, to just leave him behind without look...