The Darkness Within

[the_dark_jerec]

And thus does your patience...fail. Thus I am loose upon the universe, as well it should be. I wonder only if you can properly manage a being such as I? You have been absent from so-called 'villains' for some time, haven't you?

Do not worry, my dear mundane. I am Jerec, Dark Jedi, who soon will have the greatest power in the galaxy at my beck and call.

I believe that is all you require in order to succeed. Let us begin.

Comments

[forcewalking]

I've heard that before. I stopped taking it seriously seven fallen rivals ago.

[ He finally smiles, wryly. ]

What you smell are the dead. That is what you sought, isn't it?

What if I told you that you are wasting your time?

[the_dark_jerec]

Come now, [He chuckles] trust the word of a Sith? I am no fool.

[He folds his hands in front of him, calmly]

What I seek is my own to know, boy.

[forcewalking]

[ His eyes flash purple for a few seconds, before he closes them, smiling. ]

Even the dead tell me their secrets. There is nothing you can hide from me. And I will tell you now, there is only one person who has ever mastered that art. Even if you did, you would be dead within a weak, rotting from the inside out as you rapidly descend into insanity.

[the_dark_jerec]

My task comes without the weakness - the stain of failure - that suffuses your dead religion.

[He is a master of ripping information from minds. You won't find ways into his mind easily.]

Nor do you know what I shall find, or how I shall find it. My secrets are my own, sith. [And oh, can you not hear the note of him saying the word without the emphasis? The lack of importance he gives it. Like one regards a pesky lizard]

[forcewalking]

I don't care what it is you're looking for.

There are many paths to power. Some drained entire worlds of the Force, leaving behind only barren wastelands. Some sought ancient relics. Some used ancient technology long since lost to the rest of the world. And some... [ Six shadowy, blue figures briefly swirled around his hand, as he holds it up for a moment. ] have mastered arts no Sith has ever been able to lay claim to.

From what I understand, however, yours is doomed to failure.

[the_dark_jerec]

[And he still looks unimpressed. Not that he can actually see those figures, really.]

From what you understand? Heh. As your order is doomed again and again? You project upon that which does not bear your stamp.

[forcewalking]

The Jedi and the Sith have hunted each other to extinction since the founding of both orders. Even the Rakata had similar power struggles, before the concepts of Jedi or Sith ever existed.

[ Hence Soa the Infernal One. ]

But one fate has met every single man who has ever sought to control the dead. Save for one.

[the_dark_jerec]

[He sighs. History sets such lovely precedent, but it can disguise the possibilities of the future. And, really, the further back into the period of the Imperial Sith one goes, the more hampered by that precedent they are. In his opinion, at least]

Soon to be two.