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In the outer moons of Mustafar, far from the Republic’s eye, a dark ritual was performed under the twin suns.
I was not yet Sith, just a shadow among shadows.
That night, the fires erupted higher than they had in decades. The temple shook. The lava roared. I was summoned.
I entered the chamber barefoot. No weapon. No words.
Just the cold eyes of the Dark Master staring through me.
He said nothing—only pointed to the inferno beyond the gates.
Walk through, or die forgotten.
Pain became breath. Fear became focus. Every step burned the weakness out of me.
I emerged half-dead, but fully reborn.
He smiled.
“You no longer follow the Dark Side… You are the Dark Side.
”Since then, I’ve never begged for mercy. I’ve only demanded power.
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