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How do you destroy an enemy that can't die? That had been the question ever since Ibani discovered the terrible truth, that the Sith Emperor intended to devour all life in the galaxy in the belief that it would make him a god. It ended where it began, on Nathema, the first world that the Emperor devoured, and Ibani, now Darth and Dark Lord, has triumphed at last.
The Door opens revealing a world that looks to be made of ash. For those of a Force sensitive nature though, the reveal is much worse. Nathema is a hole, a suppurating WOUND in the Force. A thing that should not be, an abomination that tends to make even those immersed in the Dark Side all their lives want to jibber and claw their own eyes out.
She enters quickly and shuts the door behind her, armored form relaxing as the feeling of Nathema fades.
She takes off the helmet, looking older, in her early thirties.
The Door opens revealing a world that looks to be made of ash. For those of a Force sensitive nature though, the reveal is much worse. Nathema is a hole, a suppurating WOUND in the Force. A thing that should not be, an abomination that tends to make even those immersed in the Dark Side all their lives want to jibber and claw their own eyes out.
She enters quickly and shuts the door behind her, armored form relaxing as the feeling of Nathema fades.
She takes off the helmet, looking older, in her early thirties.