Fallen Phoenix
The Sith Academy
Korriban
The plan had come to fruition. So long had he spent in hiding, remaining in shadows as he watched his secret master work, pulling the strings and using her gift for manipulation. When she had helped him escape from Dromund Kaas years ago, she was too young and still just an apprentice, so she was unable to take him for herself as her own apprentice. And so, he was her not-so-little secret. She had broken his will only to build it up, stronger than ever. His life was hers to do as she wished. While some would hold a grudge against someone who had inflicted such pain upon them, he did not; he owed her everything, and considered her what others would call "a friend". Today, he would take his rightful place by her side, officially, and none would find him wanting. The droid his master had come into possession of, named Skydd, was a formidable sight, towering above even himself. Clad in black robes, few would be able to discern whether it was man or machine. The Ashborn had taken quite the liking to the metallic guardian, as the two had much in common, aside from their sworn duty to protect their master. He respected him greatly - he was not one he would care to face on the battlefield. They had sparred on numerous occasions, with neither able to declare themself the clear victor.
Previous to this day, he had been given a simple containment suit purely to hide his charred looks and hinder him from setting himself aflame. Today, a new suit lay upon the table in the room he was in; black, with a headpiece equipped with binocular vision as well as night-vision, it seemed. The wristpieces were each equipped with a lightsaber hilt to match his training in using dual blades. As he put it on, he found that the fit was perfect, as if made specifically for him, which of course it was. Once fully armoured up, he stepped out of the room and into a large, empty throne room. On the far side of the room stood @[member="Kära Vi'dreya"], in the long shadow of her protector, Skydd. Taking steps towards her, he stopped in the middle of the room, before the empty throne, and assumed a kneeling position. "I AM YOURS, MY QUEEN, FINALLY."