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The Dark Lord remained static. A statue of judgement while Valia spoke up. He waited. He listened... The moment she uttered the word "suffer", the air around her suddenly thickened. An unseen darkness, oppressive and cruel enough to be visible in its transparency, formed around her beating...

The Dark Lord observed, as she voiced thoughts that plagued her for long. An admition of defeat, in his eyes. A step closer to the revelation yet to manifest within her, like a seed plucked from the plant and thrown in an underworld of darkness, finally cracking into a sappling, as the Harvester...

"I expect passion. Anger and rage. Wrath and defiance." His voice loud, demanding, as if reaching a moment he had been trying to force on them throughout the duel. "I expect strength. Strength from the one who overcame Death. Strength from the one who overcame Life." He took a step forth, his...

"Then stand up!" In a single motion, the Dark Lord twisted around his axis, pulling her from against the wall only to hurl her in the opposite direction, meant to cast her across the chamber. His blade a can of will surgically precise in shielding his torso from Jenberniuk. His grip had been...

Though machine had long since replaced most of his limbs, he could feel the trachea narrowing by the pressure of his grip, as if his nerves had yet to be wires. The very moment he locked his hand around her throat, his bionic gaze locked on her's. Fear, born of his wrath. In any other an...

The deck shook by the thunderous cry of lightning, ever presistent, with will to disintegrate its target like ravenous void-borne flame. The Dark Lord stepped forth, closing the gap between the two, slowly, like a bleeding moment leading to bitter violence. His mind reaching out, hyperfocused in...

A beam of light illuminated the ash-filled skies over the city. Like a boot against a sand tower in the beach, the beam's momentary existence pierced clean through one of the many towers of the city, causing the glass shell to blast out in suffocation and the metal support beams to bend like...

Her tongue spat flames. Whether this was corruption made manifest, or her true self expressing through the freedom the Dark Side provided, he could never be sure. Her Defiance was driving him to many thoughts, one darker than the past. She had forsaken the darkness for the illusion of safety...

Defiance... Something that led many to their demise when practiced to their superiors. The very nerve to contest the decree of one's betters was the epitomy of sin, especially for the Sith. At least the Sith of the Reconstituted Empire... Those remnants of old, decayed and weighted by centuries...

The Dark Lord shook his head. To him, this was yet another of the foul creations of the Dark Crusade in their path of destruction. A necessary evil, inflicted to those found lacking to be embraced by the Marauder horde as a Sith. In truth, the soul trapped within the monster, had never been...

@Teradit "Weakness is the first to perish, on the path of Redemption..." The voice of the Dark Lord hung in the air like a miasma that bloomed foul dust in the wind, not content with the plague spread by the septic roots it stretched deep in the Dark. Each of his steps heavy, carrying his...

The screeching of the blades was as loud as the tension within the chamber. The durasteel of the walls reflected the crimson of the lightsabers' plasma, flickering every time the two sprung in action in irregular intervals. When they did, the blades bound, producing fiery sparks to protest their...

@Valia Muqai Screams... Countless Screams... As the blastdoor openned, the view beyond the transparresteel unravelled itself in a way so despicable and perverse, the Force herself was torn and Wounded. Like a million candles flickering in the darkness, untold catastrophe manifested in the...

@Valia Muqai The Dark Lord followed her ascension with his gaze. Each of her breaths, a lament he could hear sung in the thin fabric of the Force, twisted and corrupt by the crushing presence of the Dark Side welcoming yet another lost soul to her shroud. The fate of Roshia, once killed by...

@Roshia Chamiane The air grew thick with the pitch will of the Dark Lord. As her gaze fell, so did the dim light produced by the malfunctioning lamps flicker in the Darkness. The Galaxy lied Shattered, with tendrils of the Dark Side corroding the deeply wounded Stars in a whirl of entropy and...