The Old Republic: A Fool's Prize

"You are ambitious, Waglington - even for a Sith. Many of our Order have begun to... question you."
"If they have questions, then let them inquire."
==Chapter I==
The ancient sands of Korriban blew as they always did. Thousands of young acolytes had been trained here to become Sith - even more had fallen victim to the rigorous trials of power and cunning administered by the ruthless Overseers. Those who had passed the trials began their true path to the Dark Side. Yet, for all their numbers, few among the ranks of the Sith ever truly understood their own philosophy. It was a common folly among their mortal enemies; for millenia, the Jedi had proved themselves the hypocrites that so many believed them to be. Though what their critics did not realize was that in their quest for triumph, they too had began to forget their own way.
Peace is a lie, there is only passion.
Through passion, I gain strength.
Through strength, I gain power.
Through power, I gain victory.
Through victory, my chains are broken.
The Force shall free me.
Indeed, the very code of the Dark Side was almost a satirical perversion of the Jedi's own, but its word rang true enough. The Jedi insisted that self restraint and black and white morals were the only path - which, of course, made them stubborn and arrogant - and to the boon of Sith, simple to manipulate and subsequently break. They refused to accept that past and instead insisted that only the present mattered - all the while, the students on Korriban were practically bathed in the ancient history of their kind. Of course, few paid enough attention to realize the value of their own past. But for those who truly understood that the future would be decided by those smart enough to learn from their past, familiarizing themselves with the all-consuming and unlimited power of the Force came as second nature.
One such pupil of the Dark Side who not only endured decades of hardship and grueling training but also spent an equal amount of time studying the darkest secrets of the Force had reaped the rewards it offered at a relatively young age. Now, with the Galaxy in his grasp, only one mission remained. One stone that had yet to be turned. The future had to be secured.
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