Standing amongst the dust-laden burial pillars of the Sith Academy on Korriban a lone female figure stood, her hands behind her back as she examined the text. Completely bald and dressed in the standard Sith robes; onyx in colour, she slowly strolled through these pillars.
No words were spoken, except for the whipping sands that almost always held whispers from long dead sith. Her mood was neutral, contained, as if she were rely observing the world around her, unwilling to hunt after most things that other players would be at this mont.
Her wandering continued for several minutes as Sith runes on these obelisks glowed in her passing. Every ti one would alight, she would stop, inspecting the strange occurrence before continuing. Until, she found a singular pillar and stepped up towards it, running her thin feminine fingers run across the runic impressions.
"A puzzle... How quaint."
Bright blue eyes flashed orange for a second as she pulled on the force, a substance or power that she found quite quaint in relation to what she usually wielded... Yet, she was aware that this probably changed with proficiency.
Tracing her fingers along she felt the erosion of the stone from the sand, the lack of moisture in the very air and the deepening of the grooves. Lines once shallow, connected, wound together by further glowing runes. The force, a power foreign to most people, was used by her, deftly, to peer into these runes. Her vision going beyond the norm to the finest extent of magnification.
*KRAKOOM*
Within her mind a distant thundering resounded, her eardrums buzzing along with the sounds. Blinking slowly the world seed to slow down. Ti was reeling as so parts around her reversed, sped up and in so cases were utterly halted. The nine obelisks previously walked through were awash with vibrant reds and purples, the sand itself once blowing in the wind stopping in place.
At this mont the woman felt a tingle of presence behind her. She turned and ca face to face with a warped man. He walked with a confident stride whilst his eyes glowed bright crimson. His robes were pitch black, covering tallic armour below that was dulled with grey cloth.
The sand unfroze, obscuring him montarily. She didn't flinch however, simply staring at the sa place in the distance. Sand stopped once again and his figure was now much closer, within ten ters.
"You have activated the pillars I erected in the age of my ascension. A feat that eluded even my most loyal servants. Perhaps you are more than the fleeting shadows I once dismissed." The figure's voice was deep and wispy, commanding but soft; akin to a whisper. No anger or emotion could be easily extracted from his countenance as he simply stood before the woman with his hands crossed lazily.
"As insignificant as this might seem to you, I assure you it was no more than an idle curiosity for . I have no interest in serving, nor do I expect you to demand it. But intrigue can be a powerful motivator, even for the likes of us." Her voice was poignant, blunt much like an ancient weapon of war. She only moved as much as was required to maintain eye contact with this mysterious figure, his form having begun to pace slowly back and forth in front of her.
"Insignificant is not the word I would choose. More aptly, I am bemused. You think yourself on the sa stage of power as I, but you are more alike to a gnat than a being such as . But this, is intriguing..."
"Intrigue is, indeed, a potent force, one I understand well. But rest assured, I do not seek your notice. I only sought the puzzle. And though you may think beneath you, curiosity has a way of making even the smallest of creatures... unforgettable."
The figure, life like in many ways, walked towards her. As he did so her eyes narrowed, her hands flexing slightly, the palms facing outwards towards him. He ignored her movents however and simply walked past her, reach his hand out to the obelisk behind her.
"Unforgettable... An impossibly true statent. I was once one of those small gnats. Then, through the power of the Dark Side of the force I shed my weakness, embraced power, stood at the precipice of the Galaxy and witnessed my destiny unfold before ..." His voice turned hoarse sowhat as if he was trudging through his own past once more, his fingers tensing on the obelisk, the stone cold beneath his touch, a physical manifestation of his past.
"So would say power is not everything... and perhaps, in so cases, they are right. But power, when wielded properly, can protect us, our loved ones, those we choose to shield, and even those you deem worthy of your attention."
Her gaze remained unwavering, each word deliberate and asured, as though each syllable carried a weight of its own.
"I am not intimately familiar with this 'Dark Side' you speak of, though I know enough of power's corruptive ability. If what you claim is true, then perhaps it is not a force one should wholly surrender to. The price of such surrender, I imagine, would be one that few could afford."
His hand retracted from the obelisk and he turned, the crimson balls of hatred that were his eyes narrowing down onto her and trying to grasp onto any elent of her conscious that was unsteady or weak. Unfortunately for him, his attempt was thwarted by the sheer stubbornness of this woman's mind.
"You know very little, as you have stated. Perhaps, in future, when you have learnt fully you may be able to reach and learn the force's true nature." The figure walked past her once more, her eyes and body following him as he passed by... Only to witness him vanish into nothingness before her very eyes, ti returning to normal in the environnt.
A small smile expanded over her face as an achievent flashed across her ga display.
{Emperor's New Interest- In missions relating to Sith you will be able to resist all of their coercive force powers. New Quest Lines have opened for you.
The Story Has Changed. Congratulations on being the first player to make an achievent. Rewards will be unlocked in later levels.}
"Oh? This is mildly pleasing." The Ancient One stepped away from the Obelisks and began exploring the outskirts of the academy, her attention switching from weariness to curiosity once more...
...
At the sa ti, Ned was currently partied with so other strears who had all also gone as either Soldier or Smuggler. They were all in a Voice Chat with one another and discussing the missions they had each individually gotten.
"Ned, what was your mission again?"
"Ah! Sorry, mine was to rescue so captured Jedi Padawans on the outskirts of the battlefront. There was a transport waiting for whenever i was ready that we could take, if that is the mission we want to complete straight away."
"Markiplier...? MARKIPLIER!?"
"Auogh!? What? What is going...? I was distracted by a butterfly, the cute little thing that it is..."
"Your mission...?"
Markiplier, who was playing a female Twi'lek smuggler, frowned heavily before poking his finger in the air rapidly. Interacting with his ga screen no doubt.
"Ahhh... Kill so Sith..."
Everyone out of the five man group simultaneously stared at him.
"""""That's it???"""""
"YEP! That's it... Kinda easy, ain't it, this ga I an."
Ned went to pull out his blaster rifle but was stopped by new strear called Emma. She simply shook her head whilst sighing. The rest of the group was close to pulling the sa stunt Ned had just tried, but was stopped by their friends and even their chats. Gifted subs was a hell of a distraction.
"How far is everyone's mission away?"
Ned spoke up first. "Mine is behind enemy lines, technically, so it is going to be difficult."
With a confident, cocky and hilarious tone, Markiplier answered next... "Well, my quest is super easy... Just find so guys, and I'll saber'em." Ned started to chuckle at the innuendo whilst the rest of the group; and their chats, broke into uncontrolled laughter.
"Why did you make it sound so gay...!? HAHAHAHA..."
"Mark, you need to chill man... haha"
"Seriously, out of everything you said, you chose 'saber'em'???" Ned started to cry as he held back extre bouts of laughter.
Emma shook her head and simply smiled, looking at her screen whilst her chat spamd laughing emojis.
Markiplier, in reaction to all of his friends laughing, simply scratched the back of his head and started to laugh a little. "Probably could have made it sound less gay... Ah, fuck it! Who cares!" Ned doubled over in laughter as he thought of joke after joke he could say but would be too inappropriate, given this was their first Collab.
Jacksepticeye didn't give a fuck though and simply ca out and said it. "I'm sure you fucked him! Especially after sabering him." This broke Emma sowhat as she giggled into her own hand, the rest of the group getting rowdier and rowdier after joked were unleashed in quick succession.
Nothing was being done, but that was fine, the group was enjoying themselves and the people in chat were delighted to see so of their favourite Youtubers and content creators stream together.
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