_____┆➥ dixstark a fanfiction 𝓜𝓓 〰️ qimir (the acolyte) ✘ female oc two thousand and twenty four ⊰᯽⊱┈───╌🖤╌───┈⊰᯽⊱ ☇ ☁️ 𝗣𝗥𝗢𝗣𝗛𝗘𝗧 𝗢𝗙 𝗗𝗢𝗢𝗠 • | ❛ i let the world burn. . . ❜ 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗙𝗢𝗥𝗘𝗕𝗢𝗗𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗢𝗙 𝗟𝗢𝗦𝗧 𝗟𝗜𝗩𝗘𝗦 𝗔𝗡𝗗 𝗦𝗢𝗨𝗟𝗦 under the starlight had been reborn. A new cursed prophecy was whispered along the blessed paths of the Force, causing a tremor that all those connected to it were able to feel. A new Prophet was upon the lands of Tellmus, and a new soul with destiny inscribed in the palm of their hand. 𝗪𝗜𝗧𝗛 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗨𝗡𝗜𝗩𝗘𝗥𝗦𝗘 𝗕𝗘𝗚𝗜𝗡𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗧𝗢 𝗙𝗔𝗟𝗟 𝗜𝗡𝗧𝗢 decay into darkness, the birth of the first Sith took place and with him, Caelina Verdan was brought into the world on a small, unnoticed planet. Somewhere in the distant future, Qimir decided it was necessary to have a pupil. An acolyte. Nights later, Caelina lost every part of herself, and her soul was transformed into something bitter and solid. Removed from any sign of life and only with the company of the buried bones of her ancestors, the Prophet of Doom smiled at the meeting he had prophesied under the scorching moonlight on the day of their birth. 𝗠𝗔𝗬 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗙𝗢𝗥𝗖𝗘 𝗛𝗔𝗩𝗘 𝗠𝗘𝗥𝗖𝗬 on the poor young and shattered soul of Caelina Verdan, who would not receive the pity from the shadows that she would have to face in her next steps. 🌹⋆. 〰️ cover by: dixstark 🖤 ,, 𝄒 ֺ. plot by: dixstark _______ ' start: 10.07.2024 ______ ' end: 00.00.0000