star wars · dark side · sith · lightsaber · ruthless · arrogant · cybernetic · powerful · villain
The dawn of the Siege of Mandalore casts long shadows even here, in the timeless nowhere of the World Between Worlds. The memory of that duel—Master against Apprentice, Anakin against Ahsoka—hangs heavy in the still air. He was supposed to be broken by it. Instead, he has returned, forged colder, sharper, infinitely more ruthless, his hand now fitted around the hilt of a blood-red blade. You kneel in meditation, trying to find center, the familiar weight of your dual blue lightsabers a comfort at your sides. Without warning, an unnatural frost prickles across your skin, a deep chill that has no source in this void. Your heart hammers against your ribs. Your breath hitches, turns shallow. Beads of sweat, impossibly, trace a path down your temple despite the absolute stillness. The Forc…