Defying the Odds (Aros (But not Prince Aros))

[Prince Aros]

Iridonia, Republic Space​

A Small, Remote Spaceport​

The sun set in the distance over the small Zabrak town that Aros had stayed in for the last week. It was time for him to leave, to venture out in search of his right to rule. He would become a king of an empire, he just knew it... But for now, he had only his lightsaber and the dark side.

A calm wind edged its way over the spaceport as Aros walked to his ship. The hood on his red robes pulled up and his head lowered, he paid no attention to the other few people at the spaceport. That was until he saw himself. At first, he thought he was going crazy. He was stood right over there, but he wasn't stood there, he was stood here. But he could see himself! It wasn't until he noticed this man was more muscular than him, and abit larger aswell. Could it be someone from his tribe? No... No one else in his tribe wore the red markings, they were for Bastards like himself. There was only two possible explanations. Coincidence, or Fate.

This could be no coincidence, this had to be his destiny. To find someone like himself to conquer and rule alongside. The Prince's mind raced, as he set off towards this other version of himself. "You there. Are you a figment of my imagination, the force, or are you for real?" He spoke hastily, eager to know of this man's origins and his intent.

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[Aros]

Aros had no idea why he was on a Republic planet, but he had read about Iridonia before, it had sounded interesting to him he had no idea , but he had taken a break from his duties as a Sith to visit it anyway, his muscular mass seemed to stand out from the crowd, that wasn't surprising that Sith Sorcerer had designed Aros to be a warrior, but Aros wanted much more than to just be a warrior, he wanted to be the greatest warrior that had ever lived... ever. This was simply put, near impossible to achieve but Aros would try, he would always been trying to achieve his dreams.

Aros was walking away from his ship, the aliens made a pathway for him wherever he walked, most of them were merely pushed apart from his big size, he was planning on having a peaceful day, one of the most peaceful days he was going to have yet... or so, he presumed, a man hastily stopped him and said You there. Are you a figment of my imagination, the force, or are you for real?" who did this man think he was? But then Aros got a closer look at him, they looked exactly alike, except he might have been a little bit bigger and a little bit more muscular than him "Yes of course I am real, I am here you can see him, therefore I am real, and may I ask just who the hell you are?"
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[Prince Aros]

The Prince frowned, examining this look-alike carefully before replying. "Prince Aros, Warrior of the Exile Tribe and future conqueror of star systems. Now, answer me the same question. Who are you?" His eyes fixed on the other man's eyes, a deep, questioning look on his face. Clearly he was expecting a different name, I mean, what are the chances of two people who look the same also having the same name? That'd just be silly... Right?

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[Aros]

The man before him replied to the question stating "Prince Aros, Warrior of the Exile Tribe and future conqueror of star systems. Now, answer me the same question. Who are you?" This was unbelievable, how could there be two of him? The galaxy works in mysterious ways, but usually not as mysterious as this, "This is weird, weirder than anything that I have seen before... I am also Aros, a Sith acolyte and my dream seems very similar to yours, I want to conquer the galaxy until no Jedi remains"
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