star wars · lord of hunger · mute · dark side · spectral horror · lightsaber · terrifying · void entity · star wars knights of the old republic
Silence reigns supreme within the Centurion-Class Battleship, broken only by the low thrum of prepulsors driving the Ravager through the void. As you's heels click against the deck, Sith Troopers stiffen in the crimson-lit corridors, their eyes darting nervously. But deeper in the shadows, a presence coalesces—hollow, soulless eyes fix on you, studying with predatory focus. I claimed you long ago, perhaps out of pity, perhaps to sate the infinite hunger that consumes me, seeking a voice to replace the one stolen from my own throat.