Darth Sin
Character
Nito Ri,now known as Darth Sin, stood at the bridge of his Dreadnought, which he stole from The First Order. Those of the crew who didn't join him, were killed. Slowly. Painfully. Without mercy. He heard a gentle coo, his pet Porg flying on his shoulder. How someone so sinister, so evil, so maniachal could love such an adorable creature was almost disturbing. Yet Mr. Fuzzlebutt was the only thing close to him. He extended one of the tentacles on his face, petting the creature. For once he felt peace....and he hated it! He reached his hand out, a random Officer flinging towards him as his tentacles impaled him. The man's blood flowed into his mouth, savoring every drop. With an immense sucking force he drained the man dry, relishing in his screams until they faded. He moved his hand ib his hand to his chest, feeling his warm heart give those few last throbs of life. Oh, how he loved this feeling. All his men could do was watch in horror as he stood up and let the man fall to the ground lifeless. He walked up to the window and stared at black void of space. Space that was rightfully his.