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A new master, a new story

Kyla Foy

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"Thank you, master" He told her as the only thing. He thought, he might miss a detail or two, but she had not noticed and so he was kind of happy that he got it to that far. He smiled to her, his emotions were sparkling, every now and then. That was the moment, he had smiled. She told him about the sith sorcerer and what it was called at the Jedi side, "Wow, that's so cool!" He thought, the enjoyment seen within his eyes.

"I do not know much about meditation, master. I only know meditation is done to calm your mind.", He had told her as he was so excited for his Sith Sorcerer based training that he would've been following.
[member="Darth Malificete"]
 

Lilith Mae Lancaster

Guest
[member="Nick Gamastar"]

"You are right, but only to a certain degree. Meditation is to cleanse one's mind, but it has much more to it. Different people have different philosophies of meditation and to be honest, I can't tell you what Sith see in it or how Jedi do it. Every person thinks differently of it. For example, I have seen quite a few Sith who may have never ever meditated, but on the other hand, there are Sith who always meditate," Malificete spoke, her ghostly voice echoing all around, and as she walked, her extremely silk-like dress' lower parts didn't stay in one place, but levitated around her legs.

"Please sit down and close your eyes. While doing that, tell me how you meditate."
 

Kyla Foy

Guest
He could hear her loud and clear, but the echo around the room gave a cold vibe. This woman was strong with the force and most likely had meditated for many hours to have attained such power. He did as she told him to do and sat down on the ground, he crossed his legs and closed his eyes. He started to focus, through his breathing, inhaled and exhaled very slowly letting the force guide him on its path and suddenly it appeared, the force around him, it was not very strong, but it did have a light taste to it. It did not have the darkside around him like the usual apprentices.

"I first try to calm myself ...and then I try to think about nothing..but to think about nothing I have to focus on the sound of nature in this case, the wind." he told her as he calmly waited for her further guidence.

[member="Darth Malificete"]
 

Lilith Mae Lancaster

Guest
[member="Nick Gamastar"]

"Good. Try to focus and don't let your feelings take control over you. Being a Sith is mostly using feelings to empower you, but that goes against the rules of meditation. A true Sith can rely on emotions, but when it's needed, should also be able to control them," Malificete spoke while circling around the boy. She looked at the boy for a moment, then looked away and so on, letting her eyes go wild. They did what they wnated with the woman not concentrating on anything certain to look at.

"Tell me what do you do next. Don't think about what you have to do or how do you talk. Just tell me what you do."
 

Kyla Foy

Guest
The young child his eyes remained closed as he started to concentrate, through the force he tried to focus, listening to the guidance of the light side of the force. Even when the dark-side wanted to attack his body to make him go meditate for the dark-side, his healing ability allowed him to be healed in seconds. The last thing the woman had told him, he did not understand. "I try to focus on the force that surrounds me, master" He told her.

[member="Darth Malificete"]
 

Lilith Mae Lancaster

Guest
[member="Nick Gamastar"]

Malificete nodded and then smiled. She had a strange idea in mind - something that was strange to even herself. In just a matter of seconds, she was already metres away from the boy and not because of what she had thought of, though. "There is one thing I would like to talk about. You know the Sith Code well, but let's put it into use. The last line of the Code tells us exactly how a Sith has to act. So instead of letting the Force being everywhere around yourself, make it move in the patterns you want it to. Make it splash where you feel like it should. Control it. Crush it."

"We don't belong to the Force. The Force belongs to us."
 

Kyla Foy

Guest
Nick listened to his master, she had seemed to be the correct type of person, observational and letting her apprentice answer the questions without giving the answers that quickly. He felt that her way of using the code and building on that made his mind work like a puzzle. It allowed him to think in different ways and see different views with different results. His eyes opened and looked at her, "But master, how can I make the force belong to me? If a Sith would be strong enough to make the entire force belong to only her or him, wouldn't he then be the decision making of everything?" He asked his master. His young, high spirited form of being curious being shown

[member="Darth Malificete"]
 

Lilith Mae Lancaster

Guest
[member="Nick Gamastar"]

"You're talking nonsense. The Force belongs to the group of all of us; Sith are the commanders of it, not just directing it like the Jedi do, but even crushing it when it's needed. The Sith are lords of everything, all others belong to the Force. But we are gods. Gods of the universe," Malificete spoke. She was too caught up in honouring the Vision of Sith that she didn't even realise how she herself had started talking nonsense.

"I'm... sorry."
"That was rubbish, wasn't it?" She sighed and continued, "Now, let's continue. The Force shall let us all free, and that's what the Sith aim for. Others want to be bound to it, trying to live life harmoniously, but we Sith believe freedom from it is what actually makes us feel happy."
 

Kyla Foy

Guest
He listened to his master and nodded first taking up the words she had told him, "I understand, my master. I hope you will instruct me in such a way for me to become a master force user." He had asked her. His head bowing down as he hoped for his training, which would mentally or physically pressure him.

[member="Darth Malificete"] (sorry for small ><can't think of anything)
 

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