[member="Taeli Raaf"]
Solan's mind twisted in a million and one ways, some memories slamming down on the very thin barriers keeping his sanity someone still intact enough that he not strike out at them once more. His other memories just cascaded and cut through eachother like hot blades to butter and on towards a new part of the mind. The emotions in his head like cannons, thousands, maybe millions shouting out their fears, their hate, their pains, and strongest of all their utter despair. It pulled and pushed on his own emotions which at this point were pretty much gone and replaced with those others that he had taken on while healing someone, or borrowing their pain, even Aedan's intense pain hammered through the others back during the battle with the Prime when Solan had asked the man to forcibly cause pain to himself to allow Solan to use it.
And what was worse was his mind rationalized these things, it knew that without this near constant and hellish torment it went through that the pain was necessary to protect and serve. Memories of his parent's death lie shattered, their faces gone, even the face of the sith gone. Blood seeped over the area, like a mist that came from one memory to the next. The smell of burning flesh, plastic, ships, droids, fuel. All of it assaulted the senses of the Theran Listener and Taeli due to their current connection to the memories. Along with the smells of a refuge camp on Melida when solan had first arrived there. The feeling was empty in that moment, but that was no more unnerving than pain. It was empty of life and he remembered how icy cold that felt to be in a place utterly decimated, that had wiped out millions on millions in seconds. The sight of the girl who had been nothing but ash falling apart infront of him as he stared.
Next the assault of Makeb would slam into Taeli, this one was different. It was filled with pain and fear, but chiefly death. The Memories of him opening himself to the emotions of the others playing infront of her and showing her that he had been taking in their emotions willingly at first then bright lights, the sky turned red. Things slammed into him as the others around him were holding their heads too. His Empathy reached out, grabbing onto the minds of those around them as their twisted screams were also filling the air with the feeling of complete death in an instant happening around him. The physical world would vanish but his own tortured scream sounded over and over, those around him dropping to the ground and twitching. Those emotions cutting away as the death, the spirits themselves found their way into Solan's mind and his Force sight caused him to watch as the population was wiped out before him even with his eyes closed. Every death and all the emotions and feelings of each member had found the open mind of Solan. Who at this point remained completely still and twitching. The Emotion only playing until the sound of a voice echoed, that being of Genevieve Lasedri whom his open eyes now found but the constant bombardment continued until the memory went black and he found himself on Coruscant during the Omega Protectorate battle for it.
There Solan stood watching as a massive flagship slammed into the sith's main temple, the pain of thousands, even more as wreckage hit the city below slammed into him and he fell to his knees. Words coming from him, barely audible to anyone then but clear as day in the memory. "Please make it stop, too many of them, too strong the emotions. Stop them..." Was all that came from him as the voices and emotions rend through his mental barriers and almost pierced into the deepest part of his mind, the part that if broken would cease who Solan was. That memory kept in there was not one like the others. Inside that mental barrier there remained a single memory. The memory of a fourteen year old, huddled in a back alley of nar shadaa, holding his head at the sounds around him that he could not control until a girl with red hair appeared infront of him. She held out her hand and spoke. She said it would be ok and the young, mentally tormented Solan reached out with one hand and took the girl's who smiled at him. The voices around him faded instantly in that memory, the memory behind the last barrier.
