It's been three years since Osiris was awarded a medal from the Republic for his services during the war with the Sith. Ironically he had been an integral part in its downfall this time, being an Ex-Sith himself. Now he found himself alone, and seemingly without purpose, he wondered what the force meant for him; so he sought it out on his own, into the far reaches of the unknown regions of the galaxy. It was there he realized that he desired strength, the strength to crush his foes beneath him, the strength to rid the galaxy of those who would wish to sew destruction and discourse. He realized these threats were everywhere, Jedi and Sith alike. This desire would thrust him back into an evil plot that would send the galaxy into another full scale war, causing this desire to be put to the test, as no path forward would be without great loss, the galaxy was too far gone. Osiris would still seek strength, and in finding that strength, realize that its weight is often a burden. NOTE: I do not own Star Wars, this is complete fanfiction of an already great franchise. This is my first work in the world of the Old Republic that we don't normally get to see. This is ongoing and there will be new chapters/parts, I hope to post updates periodically; Enjoy!
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