Eternal Father
Before the Present Day
Remnicore, Lost Sith World
Endless barren steppes stretched out beyond Fortress Khartsis' margins for as far as the eye could see, interrupted only by churning flows of silver-white magma. In the windless air, trios of starfighters soared in synchronized flight paths. Though no unauthorized entry had ever been detected, they remained eternally vigilant in their patrol. Heavy, multi-limbed combat walkers patrolled the wastes, leaving deep grooves in the sullen earth as they passed.
From the fortress' apex, Darth Carnifex watched over His empty kingdom of soot and silver. Turning from the wide panoramic view, the Dark Lord of the Sith descended from the viewing platform and into the fortress spire. The central mass of the fortress would down through the deep earth like a corkscrew, winding and burrowing beyond what little warmth Remnicore's aging sun provided the planet's surface.
Down in these depths, sprawling laboratories and experiment chambers stretched for kilometer after kilometer in all directions. Some of the Dark Lord's greatest secrets were sequestered in these tombs, forever hidden from the light above. One such secret awaited Him in a reinforce chamber, etched with fresh wards and glyphs of restriction. The man, or perhaps creature, that awaited Him was neither experiment nor prisoner.
In many ways, he was a patient.
Stone slabs peeled back into vacancies in the wall to let the Dark Lord pass into the chamber, grinding back into place once He'd passed over the threshold. There He came face to face with none other than Darth Empyrean, the Dead God. Both former Emperors of the Sith looked at each other warily, decades of cautious politicking and power-mongering making them wary of the other. Once, they'd even come to blows, until
Srina Talon
put an end to that.It was for her that the two had come together now, to finally rid themselves of the problem when had plagued the Sith for far too long.
The Worm.
Darth Empyrean had been the host of the Worm since his death at Jedi hands, a terrible fate he'd been forced to endure in solitude. Now it could no longer be tolerated, not for the woman they both held dear. Despite their enmity and differences, these two titans of the Dark Side would work together to solve the riddle of the Worm. Carnifex had assembled the greatest tools and relics in His arsenal in preparation, for what they endeavored to accomplish had never been done before. But the impossible never frightened them, they welcomed such challenge.
"If you're prepared," rumbled Carnifex's authoritative voice, "Then we can begin."
Do or die, the Worm imprisoned...
Or Empyrean destroyed...
