EXTRA CHAPTER!!!
New Goal; for more chapters: (0/300 Power Stones)
Let's go beyond, PLUS ULTRA!
*Cough* "I mean, may the force be with you..."
Hope you enjoy the chapter, as always!
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Tony Stark- Elsa, buddy, you there???
Jester Lavorre- He hasn't been on in a while, you guys!😨😨😨
M. Sam Carter- I found a message from a new member, Harry Potter, Drecarios went over to help him and an injured man...
Momo Yaoyorozu- I hope he is back for the class at the end of the week
Shiroe of Log Horizon- To be honest, he has been run ragged by all of our shenanigans, his new company and having to greet new members every time, I wouldn't be surprised if he's just chilling in Harry's universe
Loki Odinson- Preposterous, if his condition was so poor all he need do is ask me for some time in Asgard...!
Izuku Midoriya- Why do I feel like there is something more to his disappearance?
Luke Skywalker- I can sense him... I don't like what I am feeling though...
Tony Stark- What'd'ya mean Space Wizard?
Luke Skywalker- He's bathed in the dark side of the force. My vision is being blocked and funnelled away into random pocket dimensions whenever I try to perceive him
Jester Lavorre- ThaT dOeSn'T sound GooD! 🥶
Ciri- I can hop over there really quick if you guys would like me to?
Luke Skywalker- Please do, and quickly. I feel, odd about this situation... Not negative or disgusted but simply, displeased? It is an odd sensation.
Aegon Targaryen- I can accompany you Ciri, if you wish it of me.
Ciri- Not required, the intent is most agreeable however, thank you.
Jester Lavorre- I ship it! 🛳🚢🚤
Shiroe of Log Horizon- Tony, you really do need to stop corrupting the poor Medieval Cleric...
Tony Stark- Nonsense! She's getting a quality education! 😤
Ciri- I'm going now
Luke Skywalker- May the force be with you.
Ciri- Sure, sure... 🤙
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Ciri stepped into her room in Winterfell, her boots crisply crunching with fresh snow. She had just walked from the parapets to her room in the middle of her conversation with the rest of the chat. Her time in this universe had been spent well so far. She had met with the other Starks, she had been maintaining her skills with her blades and the bow and arrow.
Jon, or Aegon as he was called in private, was being excluded by a vast majority of the lords of the north as he had forsaken his oath to the watch. It was a rather backwards way of thinking in her mind, her own world's penchant for lying and deceit didn't help her perspective on their attitudes either. From what she could tell the 'watch' was a glorified prison battalion that were forced to man a hellscape due to tradition and religion. It was the height of stupidity to stay there, she respected Jon for getting out of there as soon as possible.
"Right, now I just need to make a quick jump to Elsa and confirm his condition..." She sighed loudly, scooping her longsword off the bed and strapping it to her hip. The hardened leather and gambeson armour came next, the awkward equipment sliding over her limbs as if it was sandpaper and she a stone... Being in a cold environment really sucked.
Within a minute she was suited up and prepared to set off.
"Let's go see how our friend is doing..." She murmured to herself as she pulled on the magics of her Elder Blood.
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Meanwhile, On Korriban...
An endless sea of red and orange lights filled my consciousness as teacher after teacher flickered into view. At first it was Apocrypha teaching the code and slamming it into my frontal lobe as powerfully as she could manage; which was quite strongly. Then came the knowledge of Ajunta Pall and the first Sith-Jedi war, the slaughter over ideals and the Jedi's apathy towards slavery and the people that chained people. It was quite interesting to find out that one of the reasons Anakin turns to the Dark Side mirrors the very first fallen Jedi's own reasons.
Karness Muur began his teachings immediately after Apocrypha finished her lesson. He spoke of bending the force, bending reality to my will, forcing the mundane to become special and unique. First were the talismans, his own way of staving off age and the corruptive malaise of the dark side. Then came the lessons on life force and how it effects the force, how the force works in living beings and how the Midiclorians were merely an interface that allowed living beings to connect to existence itself. The man, after some time, turned more crazed, more hungry for immortality, his teachings descending into constant streams of knowledge on biology, on physiology and the mythology of several planets. This Holocron finished and the next played immediately.
Remulus Dreypa, tactician, general, admiral, warlord and one of the first true Sith began his teachings. His core philosophy was to avoid conflict and instead have your enemies fight each other. Why lose soldiers and power when you can make another expend it for you? His serpentine voice licked the edges of my mind intently as he explained hundreds of campaigns that he lorded over in the Sith-Jedi war. His force techniques were almost squarely focussed upon manipulating the minds of his enemies, of bending people to his will, of corrupting Jedi until they were Sith themselves. He was the definition of insidious, even more so than Palpatine, though the man never pulled off anything like Sidious had; or would do.
Once again the colours flickered and another figure replaced him; after I had consumed all the knowledge and wisdom left behind. Sorcus Syn strut out before me and immediately started discussing the true nature of the force. He had a unique image of what it was, of what it could be. The Force was akin to the raw stuff of creation, the left over embers of a massive explosion that created everything, so he said. His explanation of the force was clinical and precise, powerful but raw. Spells were something intrinsic to Harry's world and universe but this Sith had found a way to take the external energy of the universe and mould them into something that would be called 'magic'. Rituals were merely an offering of energy exchange between the universe and the user, based purely on intent and how you shape your request through the sacrifices. Spells were merely extensions of physics given free-form and bent freely in the hands of someone who knew how. Sith Alchemy was but the adjustment of a few fine details on the page that explained an item or being. The use of the external force to create an internal one was what this man taught and what I soaked myself into... By the end I had the blueprints to make my own 'spells' and 'rituals', to weave an object or being to change, to evolution.
I grunted as the next played, then the next and the next... Until seventy different teachers had passed and the next began...
Tulak Hord rasped out at me, his lightsabers flying towards me in a constant blur of motions as I backpedalled as fast as I could. "FIGHT BACK! COWARD! " The Pure-blood Sith roared as he reached out with the force and attempted to choke me. I resisted with the knowledge I had already gained, batting away the tendrils of force he reached forth with. Narrowing my eyes I used my matter abilities to conjure a lightsaber of my own and started to fight back. Some of the teachers had delved into Sith forms of lightsaber combat but as of yet they had not been a prime focus.
"Excellent~! NOW LEARN! " For an indeterminate amount of time we fought. Stamina didn't exist in this space, never could I tire, never could I catch a breath. I was forced to submerse myself within the lessons unendingly, until I had gained understanding of the truth. From Understanding I would control my passion and gain clarity... From that clarity I would gain power, through which I can choose what chains me and then willingly break them...
What appeared like days, had passed before the ghost of Tulak Hord nodded and faded away, to be replaced by another Sith. And on and on it went until I had learned from Aloysius Kallig, Marka Ragnos, XoXaan, Naga Sadow, Ludo Kressh, Freedon Nadd, Belia Darzu, Darth Traya and finally the lessons rotated back around to Apocrypha, who nodded at me.
"Now you understand the fractured nature of the Sith, Acolyte. The losses of philosophy and flagellation of morality. Powers of the Sith, you now understand and can bask in. Knowledge you have gained... Now comes understanding... From understanding you will gain clarity-" I broke through her words.
"From clarity of myself and the force I gain power and shape my chains. Only then can I wilfully break them." The elf-like Sith smirked towards me before it turned into a smile.
"You will begin your first ascendancy trial. Remember to understand the truth." She was suddenly before me and pressed her delicate hand onto my chest. Everything immediately went to darkness, my lungs filling with something that felt like water but burned like acid. I sputtered and tried to swim upwards but found myself pulled down by gravity and held by shackles around my throat, legs, ankles, wrists, fingers, elbows... The number of chains was unending and threatened to drown me in their enormity.
My consciousness became blurry after a minute of struggle. The edges of my vision turned sepulchral as rays of light danced through the liquid I was immersed in. Then they came, visions.
Images and memories of my past world and my new life rolled through my hazy sight. Of the intense lust and connection I felt for Rogue. The comradery and friendship between every member of the chat and myself. The distinct humour of my sister and the awkward angst of my younger sister as she navigated life. Emotions bubbled forth for me to examine, in a familiar deluge that could be comparable to the lessons I had just scoured through.
"What are you willing to become, for them? " A voice that sounded like my own, but also not, called from the darkness around me.
I almost answered straight away but stopped myself, seeing the chains grasp at every single molecule of my being. I was already a monster for killing in my last life. I had already killed thousands of aliens and failed to save someone during a crisis... What was I now? Was perhaps the more apt question.
"Guilt, is a shackle, we know this... Why do you drown yourself with everything? " The voice crooned from the void beyond, my own mind internally working through the problem. Before I could answer it asked another question.
"What is the purpose behind learning if you aren't going to use it? Why do you limit yourself? Why do you not grasp at every opportunity to better yourself and your family's lives? WHO ARE WE!? " I gasped as the sensation of burning increased and spread throughout my body.
Coiling in on myself I cycled through the questions, twisting them around and comprehending them. In the end I could find only one solution, one answer to who this was and what it represented.
"You're my self doubt, my self-hatred, the raw emotions that I have failed to control and failed to understand. This is why you ask me all these questions." The whispered answer halted my pain, the very space almost quivering at my words.
"WHY DID SHE HAVE TO BETRAY ME!!!! " The voice screamed out as the void of liquid was soon replaced by the pitch-red haze of hatred, anger, rage, vitriol and broken love.
"Because we weren't meant to be. It doesn't matter now, the deed is done and we have moved on." I hummed out.
"NO! WE CAN'T JUST LET IT GO! " My emotions thrashed around like a petulant child.
"It doesn't matter if we let it go or hold onto it... She is already behind us. Are we going to ruin our future just to wallow in the past?" The voice started sobbing powerfully, the red malaise before me shallowing into a depressing purple mist.
"But why us... Why didn't she love us...? " I cried as the image of me, as a child, emerged. tear tracks flowed with salty water as the apparition looked up at me with desperation.
"I don't know, but that isn't for us to understand. What I know is that I loved that woman and that she will always have a small part of my heart. It doesn't matter now, we have moved forwards, we have found new people to cherish, protect and love..."
"I'm scared..." I smiled at my own emotions.
"That's the truth. We've always been scared. But when has it ever stopped us?" The child-like apparition of my emotions cheekily grinned, wiping away the tears that once marked its cheeks.
"What do we do now? " My smile widened.
"We shape our chains."
Light exploded around me as the sensation of drowning was replaced with the freshest breath of air anyone could experience. The burning was tinctured and soothed until it became a light tickle inside every muscle. Now the world around me contained light which soon became a night filled sky with twinkling stars. Every star contained a chain that defined who I was, all of them converging into a singular chain that bore into my chest and wrapped around my heart.
I was the master of my emotions now... They could no longer control me. They would no longer define me. I could now shape who I wanted to be, evolve into who I wanted to become. Clarity had given me the power to shape my chains and now was the time to break them... No longer would my emotions have a physical form inside my mind, open to every intrusion or scathing remark that hit too close to home. They would shatter and merge with me, I would gain everything and lose nothing.
"Shatter them now and know the true path of the Sith." Apocrypha's voice cooed from somewhere.
Taking a deep breath I grasped the bright white chain of light that anchored itself to my heart, the metal cool beneath my grasp. It was textured weird and maligned in such a way that it felt wrong and disgusting.
"Embrace freedom. Understand the path forwards. Gain clarity over yourself. Now break that which holds you back! " Her voice boomed throughout the stars and plains that now filled my consciousness.
With that sonic boom I focused all of my power on breaking the chains of control that my emotion had over me. The moment was intense as the metal fractured and buckled. Riven lines of stress scattered up and down the massive linked chain. My heartbeat thrummed in my ears as the screeching of my rage buzzed in the background.
"Well done." My master's voice whispered softly inside my ears as the chain shattered into millions of shards, all of them floating around me. "Now begins the story of Darth Nexis. Rise, Lord of the Sith, and know the freedom of self actualisation."
I looked upwards and found myself staring at the glow of Holocrons that surrounded my two companions. They too were learning the code and the path to freedom. Perhaps the Sith were not as evil as they were made out to be, not the actual Sith...
"Thank you... Master... For teaching me clarity."
The Sith chuckled, leaning up to kiss my cheek before smiling at me and fading. "Foolish Sith, you would have learned it even without me here, I just quickened your path." Her voice echoed in the wind as my consciousness soared ever closer and the impression of the chamber clarified.
As I stood there a sense of peace washed over me that I had never felt before. Emotion was always at the surface, ready to be used, ready to be felt, but it was also controlled and tightly bound inside myself now. The external world now had very little sway over my internal one, It would now bend to my will, not the other way around. I smiled as my physical vision returned to me and all the sensations of pain, discomfort and stress washed through me.
This trip was worth it, even if it was just for this sense of peace alone.
"Holy shit, I think I just became a master Occlumens!!!" Sirius shouted behind me in glee, his positive emotions now plain to see on his once weary face. No doubt the breaking of his chains had freed him like it had me. His damage from the time in Azkaban was probably dealt with now.
"Darth Revenant huh? At least its better than 'The-boy-who-lived'... Stupid wizards and witches..." I chuckled and immediately catalogued the title of the young man.
"Revenant? Nice one Harry. I was named Darth Canis!" Harry immediately sputtered out a laugh which I quickly followed. His title was literally: Darth Dog. The man grumbled immediately and scrunched his nose in distaste.
The laughter settled down as we processed everything that just happened. I felt more powerful in physicality now, my knowledge of Sith powers percolating every fibre of my being. I looked at the chat logs and immediately discovered that the Super Soldier Serum had been force fed to me by the chat room. My legendary reward had even been given...
I waved my hand over the metal floor below me and turned it into glass, the process running much smoother now that I could tap into the very power source that permeated this universe.
The first thing I noticed had changed was my eye colour. Where before my eyes were a pale blue frost-like colour now they were crimson and orange, glimmering with silver light that curled around the edges. The next change I noted was the sharpening of my features and the near constant flutter of wind that made my hair wave back and forth. My muscles were now Steve Rogers levels of buff and I looked as if I'd just run a marathon.
"Darth Nexis is mine. Feel free to call me Drecarios though, I think I'll only use the title when I need to." Sirius and Harry nodded at me before standing up.
"Great! So, now I can ask you a question I've been dying to ask since I woke up." I turned towards Sirius and raised a single eyebrow.
"Why do you look like a swole version of Lucius Malfoy but if he actually looked handsome and was a 'good' guy?" The man questioned seriously (Budump-tsss), before breaking down into cackles as I grimaced at him.
Harry soon joined in and I was left imagining Lucius Malfoy's face in the place of my own. The image was enough to make me shiver and want to destroy the ponce.
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