Senator of Shili
Ancient Massassi Temple
Ancient Massassi Temple
How long had it been since the Togruta had set foot on the jungle moon, Ultionis could not recall. However it felt good to be back, a sense of nostalgia hung over the planet, this world now held a special significance for the young Sith. For one, this had been where he had awakened his powers, where his training had commenced and where he had joined that ancient Order of Sith, giving him purpose to carry on with his life. There were risks of course for journeying here, for one if anyone had followed him they might have wondered why a Republic Senator would travel to such a dangerous, uninhabitable world, however the Sith had made sure that no one had followed him, his true identity was safe and secure.
With his craft well hidden, the Togruta could walk at his leisure, a dark hooded robe hid his elegant Sneatorial garment underneath, keeping his identity hidden. He continued wandering among the abandoned Temple ruins, basking in the seductive presence of the dark side. The Sith knew that the famed Rebel Alliance had once held a base at this very temple, but now hardly any trace of them remained. Time had worn away every piece of history from this world, the ancient Massassi people were extinct, just like the Sith culture would soon become a memory to the galaxy or so they will think. Much like the Temples that still stand thousands of years after it's creators extermination, the Sith will endure. The galaxy may think that the culture will slowly starve, but as there is light, there will always be darkness, and so the Sith can never truly be erased.
So had said the Togruta's master, where in this very temple he had trained the Senator. Ultionis had eaten, slept and bled in these crumbling ruins for the past two years, building his hate and fury at the Republic scum who had left him to die. The Togruta almost chuckled as he though about his life before the kidnapping, how naive he had been, so innocent and so bright-eyed. He had been weak and deluded. Galactic peace would not be achievable the way that the Republic wanted to run the galaxy. The Sith Empire had it wrong also, Ultionis now knew the true path for galactic peace and he would soon enact it upon the galaxy.
Lost in his thoughts, the Togruta continued on his dream-like walk, journeying further into the abandoned ruins, oblivious to his surroundings and the beings that were also present on the fourth moon of Yavin.
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