Darth Abyss
Eldritch
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eyJwmaykObA
Vaklin, Temple of Imperfect Repose
He had crawled through fire, blood and war, watched as the first empire he served fell apart, watched as his cities were usurped by foolish sith heretics, he had suffered, he had feared, loved and hated, he had gone beyond the edges of sanity and death, and yet Darth Abyss still stood unbend and unbroken. His pain, his suffering, his insatiable hunger had forged him into the creature he was today, barely a man anymore, with just enough humanity left to keep his flesh and bones from falling apart.
There was little he had left, besides the everlasting darkness that tainted his heart and soul, the dedication to a path he had found all these years ago, the claim of absolute power above each and everyone in this galaxy. The Mindeater had risen to power only to fall from grace countless times, and each injury, each failure had made him stronger, more ruthless and less sane. And one day all those that interfered with his path would suffer as he had suffered.
The Temple of Imperfect Repose was nothing but a ruin, once build as a monument for the jedi, but then reduced to nothing by the galactic empire so many ages ago. Yet something remained, a glimpse of light that marked the dead stones and hollow rooms that had survived the age of the great jedi purge. This light would fade through the hand of Abyss, the last light extinguished to create a new sanctuary for those that walked the path of the darkness, a temple of the sith hidden under the memories of the jedi.
Like a ghost Abyss walked between broken monuments of ancient masters, between fallen pillars and cold stone. Shrouded in his black robe, his face obscured by the wooden mask on his face he traversed through the ruins, his darkness fueled by the echoes of death that the jedi left behind. A boney hand danced over one of the last standing pillar, leaving a red line of blood on it. Words in an old tongue, spoken with a voice that lacked all humanity and which were followed by an otherworldly echo, resounded through the place, as the sith began to bless the temple with his darkness.
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