
Justicar Territory
Coruscant
The ancient Jedi Temple, now one of many breeding grounds for those following the Order across the galaxy, stood dominating the Southern skyline with its hulking, eerie build overlooking the planet they ruled.
Of course they didn't want to admit they ruled, but they wanted to think they did. The Jedi and Sith were more and more alike than they knew. Conflicting ideas and morals, the benefits of negotiation and advantages of aggression, all rules and codes and red tape that obstructed the one thing most important; the Force.
Not something to be restricted, taught or denied, but something that was given those born with the power they deserved to be a dominant presence in the galaxy. A galaxy full of non-Force users who fed of the sacrifices and progress made by people just like Krius. These were the real reasons the galaxy was crumbling because they simple wanted to be something they never would be; Gods.
No, the Gods and Goddesses were those like Krius. Force users who could manipulate minds, break bodies and destroy buildings in a heartbeat. Who said this birth right had to be taught by people declaring themselves "Masters" and "Lords"?
No, let them kill each other in an attempt the be the dominant side of a war they would never win. Krius wasn't in a position to make a stand, not yet, but soon he would be.
There was too much fear, darkness and confusion across worlds and Krius wanted to be the one to liberate those cowering from oppression of those labelling them something they shouldn't be, and to help them become what they were destined to be...
[member="Alexandra Cinthra"]
@Any Who Are Interested