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The Rise Of Mordius

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Far On The Planet of Bracca


The sounds of wind, only to be heard from the people left to survive on this planet. A mother, Starren Blaze looks at the baby before her. It's okay. The baby seems to be breathing normally, and isn't experiencing any dangerous injuries anywhere, it's a miracle.
Without hesitation the mother picks her poor newborn up, for safety...not wanting to let go she heard the feet of the soldiers eliminating anything alive.
A tear shows in her eye as she looks at her newborn..​
"Be Great, My Child."
Soon they would arrive to kill the baby's mother, and take the baby for their own.

18 Years have passed.
The man stared at Valgo with a stern look. His respirator breathing heavier than usual.
"You will be great one day, Valgo. As you are already as powerful as I have ever been. Your ancestors of the Confederacy...of the order, they give you their traits."

"How do you know I will be great? I am only 18 and you make me train everyday, master."

He looks at Valgo, with a wondering look.
"Because...it is bound."

The hooded figure walks out of the room, leaving Valgo Blaze there to think about the conversation they had. How am I bound to be....




3 Years Later.
"I am Darth Mordius...ruler of the C.O.T.R. and I will not let my mother down...
All Jedi will die before my feet."
 
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