Doubt thou the stars are fire,
Doubt that the sun doth move,
Doubt truth to be a liar,
But never doubt I love...
One last time. I tell myself this over and over and yet I cannot come to except the reality of the situation. It truly is strange, knowing what is coming to me. Strange enough for me to record this message. Though I don't know if I'm doing it for me, my soon to be born children, or anyone else who tries to follow my trace.
I'm on Coruscant. It is so different with the Sith in control. I never thought I'd live to see the day where the Sith were winning the war against the Republic. Sure they had in the past but to take Coruscant. Such a feat hadn't happened since the Old Republic and when Darth Vader was a right hand. So very different...
I've been sitting in my meditation chamber for hours trying to find words to say, words to describe how I feel. I think I've found them, hence why I am finally sitting here talking to... well whoever you are who found this. My entire life I believed I could control fate. I believed that, being the last of the Revan bloodline, I could take down the Empire and Republic by myself. I should have quit the first time, back so many years ago when I was killed by Darren Shaw and Kiyala Demont on this very planet I sit on now...
But Velok brought me back. He filled me with so much anger and hate I couldn't control it. I had to keep fighting, had to destroy the Empire and claim the legacy my ancestor left. I was arrogant. I didn't care who got hurt as long as I was getting closer to my goal, to my destiny... destiny, just a fancy word for murder and bloodshed.
So much happened... I received third degree burns everywhere, was forced to become a cyborg to survive. My connection to the force was weakened by this, which only caused more anger to boil inside me. I destroyed my sister's, Serana's, entire fleet by funding a secret project that ultimately lead to the fleet's disintegration. So much has happened, yet I have so little success.
The biggest success of my life was meeting SARI, an AI who I fell in love with. She helped me find and kill my father and put so much of my anger to bed. However even that doesn't last, as I had to leave to do this, my last mission.
I have just murdered Razer Sin, brother of Romeo Sin, my former apprentice. I have his daughter in my custody. I am on my way to Mustafar to face Romeo one last time...
But I needed help from one of my oldest friends, Circe, who goes by the name of Enigma now. She is going to help me with something and in return I am going to witness the birth of my children... The hardest part will be leaving them, for I cannot allow my children to know me, to know their father was a psychopath who was bent on fulfilling a false legacy.
This is my last recording, even though I've only done a few in the past. I leave you all now. There is a quote, a saying, from some poet out there. I don't know who he is but I do know that I cannot describe how I feel without this quote. It sits at the top of this. I can only say one last thing: I'm sorry.
Doubt that the sun doth move,
Doubt truth to be a liar,
But never doubt I love...
One last time. I tell myself this over and over and yet I cannot come to except the reality of the situation. It truly is strange, knowing what is coming to me. Strange enough for me to record this message. Though I don't know if I'm doing it for me, my soon to be born children, or anyone else who tries to follow my trace.
I'm on Coruscant. It is so different with the Sith in control. I never thought I'd live to see the day where the Sith were winning the war against the Republic. Sure they had in the past but to take Coruscant. Such a feat hadn't happened since the Old Republic and when Darth Vader was a right hand. So very different...
I've been sitting in my meditation chamber for hours trying to find words to say, words to describe how I feel. I think I've found them, hence why I am finally sitting here talking to... well whoever you are who found this. My entire life I believed I could control fate. I believed that, being the last of the Revan bloodline, I could take down the Empire and Republic by myself. I should have quit the first time, back so many years ago when I was killed by Darren Shaw and Kiyala Demont on this very planet I sit on now...
But Velok brought me back. He filled me with so much anger and hate I couldn't control it. I had to keep fighting, had to destroy the Empire and claim the legacy my ancestor left. I was arrogant. I didn't care who got hurt as long as I was getting closer to my goal, to my destiny... destiny, just a fancy word for murder and bloodshed.
So much happened... I received third degree burns everywhere, was forced to become a cyborg to survive. My connection to the force was weakened by this, which only caused more anger to boil inside me. I destroyed my sister's, Serana's, entire fleet by funding a secret project that ultimately lead to the fleet's disintegration. So much has happened, yet I have so little success.
The biggest success of my life was meeting SARI, an AI who I fell in love with. She helped me find and kill my father and put so much of my anger to bed. However even that doesn't last, as I had to leave to do this, my last mission.
I have just murdered Razer Sin, brother of Romeo Sin, my former apprentice. I have his daughter in my custody. I am on my way to Mustafar to face Romeo one last time...
But I needed help from one of my oldest friends, Circe, who goes by the name of Enigma now. She is going to help me with something and in return I am going to witness the birth of my children... The hardest part will be leaving them, for I cannot allow my children to know me, to know their father was a psychopath who was bent on fulfilling a false legacy.
This is my last recording, even though I've only done a few in the past. I leave you all now. There is a quote, a saying, from some poet out there. I don't know who he is but I do know that I cannot describe how I feel without this quote. It sits at the top of this. I can only say one last thing: I'm sorry.
