Matreya
Well-Known Member
It was dark, the pure pitch black so murky that by describing it so was disrespect in itself. From within the shadowy mist a form could faintly be seen.
After his battle with the warriors of the Fringe, Zaiden had fallen. His body was broken beyond repair, but his mind sustained itself. Fueled by the rage of leaving his family defenseless, he survived for agonizing weeks. But it was to no avail.
When his body finally broke, it exploded per the power of such darkness being released. But again he survived, living as a faint source of life that none should endure.
Thus he found himself on Tera Lush, his astral form creating the taint that marred he beautiful planet. He had sent a very enticing message to one Nemene Talith. It suggested the possibilities of her hand being involved in the creation of a devastating warrior. He knew of a being he would inhabit, one powerful enough to aid in his battles. A powerful Andolith lived nearby, a rare breed with the strength of the average human rather then the weak beings they usually were. He was a perfect specimen.
Zaiden knew, he had sent the man there for safety. If Nemene came as he believed she would, he would hope to lead her to best the man and bring him in. Once the being was cloned, Penumbra would rise again.
After having the process done on himself already, Zaiden knew the basics on how to place himself inside a host. After a time he would use the body as if it had always been his, just as he did with the prior clone he resided in.
When he came back, things would be different. Zaiden had finally accepted the darkness within himself, truly, and now used it. Harnessing such a devastating evil was dangerous, but useful in its own forms.
He would no longer be Sith, no, those days were gone. Zaiden would return to his days of Dark Jedi-hood.
He would right his wrongs...
@[member="Nemene Talith"]
After his battle with the warriors of the Fringe, Zaiden had fallen. His body was broken beyond repair, but his mind sustained itself. Fueled by the rage of leaving his family defenseless, he survived for agonizing weeks. But it was to no avail.
When his body finally broke, it exploded per the power of such darkness being released. But again he survived, living as a faint source of life that none should endure.
Thus he found himself on Tera Lush, his astral form creating the taint that marred he beautiful planet. He had sent a very enticing message to one Nemene Talith. It suggested the possibilities of her hand being involved in the creation of a devastating warrior. He knew of a being he would inhabit, one powerful enough to aid in his battles. A powerful Andolith lived nearby, a rare breed with the strength of the average human rather then the weak beings they usually were. He was a perfect specimen.
Zaiden knew, he had sent the man there for safety. If Nemene came as he believed she would, he would hope to lead her to best the man and bring him in. Once the being was cloned, Penumbra would rise again.
After having the process done on himself already, Zaiden knew the basics on how to place himself inside a host. After a time he would use the body as if it had always been his, just as he did with the prior clone he resided in.
When he came back, things would be different. Zaiden had finally accepted the darkness within himself, truly, and now used it. Harnessing such a devastating evil was dangerous, but useful in its own forms.
He would no longer be Sith, no, those days were gone. Zaiden would return to his days of Dark Jedi-hood.
He would right his wrongs...
@[member="Nemene Talith"]