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Darth Zion:
History of Darth Zion:
I forced into being a Sith Cultist under Lord Darth Spawn, the God of the Sith. I used to be a Mandalorian raised child before the hooded figure of Spawn kidnapped be from my village and tortured me until the very existence of the Dark Side would forever embed itself into my mind, therefore he had told me his plan after 4 years of being under his guidance and discipline. His plan was to increase apprentices by a multiplying number as DNA does when it splits, two apprentices get two apprentices of their own, four new ones kill their old masters and they each get two apprentices, eight apprentices and they kill their masters, and so forth keeping the Sith in control on Earth. But we did not want Spawn to rule the world for himself, we knew if we did not strike now that it would be too late for future Sith to take Galactic Domination of this sector if the Bogan energies got extremely strong here. So my, fellow pupil of Spawn and my later Sith Master Darth Nimeous, Devised a plan that seemed impossible, but even Sith knew that nothing was impossible through the Force. So we gave it a shot, we went down to his lair and grabbed a lightsaber from his chambers. This lightsaber had a crystal in it that could penetrate his Force Shield unlike a regular lightsaber would to a natural material. Nimeous would lift himself up to Spawn's arena and would challenge him to a fight for the Mantle of God of Sith. Spawn accepted and had a duel with Nimeous, he had penetrated the field easily but without success did Spawn even react to it, seeing his skill with the blade was unmatched to him, Nimeous was knocked back, defeated but not dead. I had watched him easily fall to the might of Spawn but I did not give up as easily as Nimeous did, I had went in there and was ready to die for my cause to stop this one from trying to keep the Mantle to himself, making it imposible for the truly strong to rise to become the new Lord of the Sith. I had stepped into the arena and darted into Spawns offensive, letting myself off guarded as I struck him in the knee, chipping the armor plating on his knee he smirked and sent me back flying with just a smack of his arm. Getting up I remember a blur before darting back into him with full rage and fury, not much can I remember except the fact that I remembered something as if our minds connected and I was reading his thoughts. I cannot remember now what they were but by the time I had awoken, Spawn had disappeared and the lightsaber that I head had shattered, making it impossible to use again. At this point I was only skilled in the ways of the Saber and hardly any in the Art of the Force, and that is why Nimeous placed me under his wing, so I could learn to control the Dark side of the Force and know when to show it to my enemy and when to not be so arrogant as to die to someone superior to a being like myself. He had taught me to see peoples auras, which was in terms used in different names: Chakra, Energy, Chi. We were to use the terms Force Sensitivity and Bogan Lifeline. He taught me how to manipulate these auras into what I felt like doing, if I wished to take an aura from someone to feed my own hunger, then I could. But they were not to be toyed with seeing that he knew the dangers of sensing auras was not for the weak minded. He taught me all he could before he cast me out into the world, not knowing much of the outside I explored many places. I went to city after city discovering new things and what people had believed to be saviors to their nature. Knowing now the difference between evil and good, light and dark, and good and bad, I would begin to construct my weapons for my need to kill or defend. Now seeing that I needed a new apprentice I set out for a few choices, the first being of a man named Alakar and a woman named Nexis. I then trained them well to be faithful servants to the Dark Side of the Force. Alakar had left me to discover on his own path but was never to be heard of, Nexis set out to work in a scientific field to discover more about our beliefs and history. She has found out much about the Sith before my time, she even tracked the Trayus Academy on Malachor V, it had been transported to Earth for safety of the ancient Sith Spirits. I then set out to rebuild the facility into my Haven, knowing that it would be a very wise thing to keep a fresh dose of Darkness inside of the establishment to keep its glory alive. Keeping good tabs on most of the patrons inside of the establishment I had retained a nice life in this world, I wonder what shall be next on my trail of life.
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What is on my mind: ...January 21st...Cradle of filth
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