Coruscant.
The Sith Acolyte's speeder maneuvered through the buildings that littered his path on his way to the place that had once been the Jedi Temple upon Coruscant. Now, it was a One Sith Temple, an impressive structure that had been constructed once the rubble from the previous infrastructure had been cleared away.
It truly is impressive.
He thought to himself as he walked up the steps to the Sith Temple. He knew that he would be fresh meat to the Sith, that most would be trained in the ways of the Force while he was more or less made for quick and long-term combat. They'd have an advantage over him through the Force.
But he could do some things, that he had proven when he had been apart of Kaeshana's military.
Although that had been a long time ago.
Another life. Another person. Now I am Blackhand, no longer Gerion.
Upon his back was a single durasteel blade, and upon his waist were two disruptor pistols, his sole weapons while he continued his way up the steps.
Is it possible for me to be as strong as them? It has, if they can do it, I can do it.
He felt as if he were a child thinking like that, but it was reassuring enough. He began to walk up the steps that would hopefully lead him to his future as a Sith.
[member="Darth Helios"]
The Sith Acolyte's speeder maneuvered through the buildings that littered his path on his way to the place that had once been the Jedi Temple upon Coruscant. Now, it was a One Sith Temple, an impressive structure that had been constructed once the rubble from the previous infrastructure had been cleared away.
It truly is impressive.
He thought to himself as he walked up the steps to the Sith Temple. He knew that he would be fresh meat to the Sith, that most would be trained in the ways of the Force while he was more or less made for quick and long-term combat. They'd have an advantage over him through the Force.
But he could do some things, that he had proven when he had been apart of Kaeshana's military.
Although that had been a long time ago.
Another life. Another person. Now I am Blackhand, no longer Gerion.
Upon his back was a single durasteel blade, and upon his waist were two disruptor pistols, his sole weapons while he continued his way up the steps.
Is it possible for me to be as strong as them? It has, if they can do it, I can do it.
He felt as if he were a child thinking like that, but it was reassuring enough. He began to walk up the steps that would hopefully lead him to his future as a Sith.
[member="Darth Helios"]