Recent content by Valia Muqai

Aside from what she felt through Hazdrabal's eyes. The physical and bodily sensations that Valia felt within the moment was unlike anything she had ever experienced, it was bordering on overwhelming. Each moment gnawing down at her sanity and Valia was too immersed within the tides of battle to...

Valia cared nothing for the unintended collateral deaths caused by her disarmament of gold-saber wielding soldiers in front of them, she hardly even noticed it at all. She was focused on the carnage and inflicting said carnage to the soldiers right in front of them. Her bloodlust mixing with...

The sensation of sharing a body gradually began to feel as natural as wearing a suit of armor. She felt each tensed muscle, the sting of pain, and the hallucinogenics that ran through the body she had taken over (or attempted to). While Hazdrabal may have willingly invited her into his mind...

The sensations from her real, physical body and the host body were practically indistinguishable to Valia at that point. She could not tell which was which, whether or not the flow of blood she felt was from her body or from the severed corpses of slain enemies. Still, like the prowling...

The cacophony of sensations and emotions that Valia felt as she sunk her mind's claws into Hazdrabal was chaotic, almost too much so. She did not know his name, at least, not until she had clawed her way into his mind, and she recognized his face, as the one who had chased her through the...

One of the first bodies she had taken had been short lived, his throat having been split open by what she assumed to have been a lightsaber. Instead of flinching away from the pain, Valia found some twisted enjoyment in his very last moments. Blood smelled like sweetened wine, his pain flowing...

It may have lasted for no more than a heartbeat, but to Valia, it felt like hours. Memories of a past life that she now felt so disconnected from resurfacing from the depths of her mind, the remnant light within her soul shining like a flickering candle in the all encompassing darkness. Valia...

Valia continued to weep, from the pain of the chains and fear, closing her eyes to the unfolding horror of her situation. She stopped speaking, now understanding that all her pleas and desperate questions all fell on deaf ears or simply added to their sadistic enjoyment of her turmoil. The...

A look of horror spread across Valia's face as her gaze moved up and witnessed the amalgamation of hanging bodies amongst the chains on the ceiling. Such a thing shouldn't surprise her anymore considering how common it was on the ship, but the sight still filled Valia with terror. Made all the...

Valia could feel it, heart it muttering her name. The familiar ice-cold caress of the dark side on her very soul. It felt both euphoric and utterly dreadful, this time, it was unlike the domineering darkness that the Dark Lord had that crushed against her mind, but Valia hated it all the same...

The longer Kirki went on, the more Valia felt her dislike of her grew. She didn't dislike her the same way she did with the other denizens of the ship, more that Valia found her unnerving. A complete juxtaposition to everything else on the ship, she almost felt that Kirki was performing some...

There was really no getting 'used' to the foul passive suffering that surrounded her on the ship, at least in Valia's eyes. All she could do was block it all out from her mind as if it did not exist. Focusing her thoughts on Kirki's words and following her into the deeper bowels of the ship...

Valia did her best to adapt to her brand new life, she was forced to do so. Escape was impossible, not even through death, and resistance ended in incomprehensible torture. Continued denial would eventually break her mind and she still hoped for the light at the end of the dark, grim tunnel she...

Before she could speak her response, they were suddenly cut off by the mysterious voice from beyond the medbay. The unnatural and almost otherwordly tune of it made Valia defense, expecting an incoming threat of some form. The person it belonged to was so different from the other accursed...

There was a long moment of pause, staring at him, then she gave a brief scornful laugh at him. A surprising sound considering her circumstances ever since she stepped foot onto the Dark Lord's ship. Not a joyful sound by any means, Valia could only laugh at the absurdity of his reasoning and...