The realization did not strike Sith space in a single moment. It arrived in uneven stages that built upon one another until the truth could not be denied. It began with agents who served in the shadows of Core systems. They carried whispers of instability to the intelligence channels of the Sith Order. Information brokers repeated the same warnings in their guarded codes. Soon after, scattered reports breached the Blackwall from Mid Rim outlets, describing a crisis that grew in scope each passing week.
The final confirmation came only when the Empress sent a small expedition from Jutrand to pierce the veil directly. Her command settled the debate. Her will ensured no fragment of evidence remained uncertain. When her message returned with absolute clarity, it spread through Sith space with the force of a storm.
The authority in the Core had fallen. The Heart of the galaxy lay exposed. The old throne sat empty, its keepers scattered or silent. What had once ruled with confidence now drifted without a voice to speak for it. That emptiness carried a promise that only the strong could fulfill.
The first to act were not armies raised by decree but individuals driven by their own hunger. Lone captains slipped through narrow routes. Raiders crossed the Blackwall in unmarked ships. What had once been fortified bastions of order now lingered as faint ruins or hollow defenses. The very sight of them tempted every enterprising Sith who gazed Coreward.
The Empress did not ignore this mounting ambition. She gathered the Dark Council on Jutrand and made clear that the future of the Order would not be shaped by scattered plunder. The Core would be claimed with purpose. The march would be unified. Under her authority the campaign was named. The Sadow Campaign would be the next great movement of the Sith.
In preparation for that march, she ordered the first controlled opening of the Blackwall. The barrier that once divided two galactic powers shifted by her decree. Scholars, engineers, and the most disciplined of the Order turned forgotten sciences and Dark Side insight toward a single structure. It would allow passage. It would preserve control. It would carry the ambition of the Sith into the very heart of the fallen Core.
The first Blackgate now stands at the edge of the void, lit by power that vibrates through its frame. It marks the threshold of an era shaped by the Empress and enforced by the Council she commands. Beyond it lies a realm without a ruler. Through it pass warriors, acolytes, nobles, and captains who seek claims that only the strong can keep.
Some chase forgotten vaults. Some hunt for worlds to claim. Some look for the glory that comes when an empire is rebuilt by ruthless vision.
The Blackgate opens to them all. The Empress watches. The Core waits. The future belongs to whoever reaches into that void and refuses to let go.
Will you argue for the liberation of the Core or the domination of its people? Will you demand the harvest of its resources or the ruin of worlds that once claimed pride they never earned? How will the Sith descend upon the heart of the galaxy, and what remains of it once we are finished will depend on the choices made here.
Let your intent be clear. The future is waiting to be carved open.
Now the enemy that once pressed upon it is gone. With the Galactic Alliance no longer forcing its way into every weakness, a controlled gateway has been opened. A fortified hyperlane now cuts through the Blackwall, monitored with care, yet significant enough to draw attention and celebration alike.
Watch as the clouded barrier splits and the defensive stations shift aside. The space beyond is open. The path into the Core is visible. The only question that remains is how you intend to use it.
These first steps into former Alliance territory are unsanctioned and perilous. No Legion will march beside you. No official support will answer your call. If you have the resolve to cross the line on your own, then return with spoils or do not return at all.
THREAD BEGINS DECEMBER 15!!
