Kneeling before the triumphant Sith Council on Exegol, Emperor Draconis felt the weight of his defeat, his golden lightsabers scattered on the cold, stone floor. Betrayed and outnumbered, it seemed that his reign was at an end.
But within Draconis, a spark of resilience ignited. He refused to yield to the councilors who had once been his loyal advisors, those who had orchestrated his downfall. As they prepared to deliver their judgment, he delved deep into the darkest depths of the Force, surrendering himself completely to its malevolent power.
With a guttural cry, Draconis channeled the dark side, calling upon its formidable might. The very air around him crackled with energy as he unleashed a torrent of crimson Force lightning, a magnitude that had never been witnessed before.
The councilors, taken aback by the sheer intensity of Draconis's newfound power, were enveloped in the searing energy. Their agonized screams filled the chamber as the crimson lightning disintegrated them, leaving only ash in its wake.
Draconis, his eyes now ablaze with an unholy fire, rose to his feet, his once-golden armor now tainted by the dark side's malevolence. He had unlocked a devastating power, a crimson Force lightning of unimaginable magnitude, capable of disintegrating opponents of any number.
As the echoes of his triumph reverberated through the chamber, Draconis knew that he was forever changed. He had fully embraced the dark side, and his power was now without equal.
With the Sith Council obliterated, Draconis stood alone amidst the remnants of their treacherous scheme. He had emerged victorious, his rule unchallenged, and the Sith Order under his dominion.
But as he gazed upon the desolation he had wrought, Draconis understood the cost of his newfound power. He had become a true master of the dark side, but the path he had chosen was one of darkness and destruction.
The galaxy would tremble at the name of Emperor Draconis, a Sith Lord of unmatched power. But as his crimson lightning crackled ominously around him, he knew that the price of his triumph had been steep. The balance of power had shifted, and the consequences of his actions would reverberate throughout the galaxy for years to come.
With his fate sealed by his embrace of the dark side, Emperor Draconis now looked to the future, where his rule would be marked by ruthlessness and an insatiable hunger for power. The Sith Order had a new leader, one whose power was unmatched, but at what cost had his victory come?
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