Forged from the Shadows

[Darth Vaildra]

Lord Sebastian watched as the little bit of blood was turned into more. He could feel the Dark Sode raging around them as it consumed them. As instructed, he turned his power in the basin and gripped the surmerged sword. He began to focus and tap into the power he had acquired from Kezeroth. He began tapping his own power and mixing the two, a dangerous feat and one Sebastian was not practiced in, but understood the concept.

He began making the power his own and feeding it into the sword. He fed the sword fear, anger, hatred, envy, lust, and all the other selfish desires of man. His power began to merge with the sword and the power was being sealed with the blood being merged into it. It was a slow process at first, but then the blood really began to boil and absorb. Flames emerged as the blood vanished into the blade and he drew the sword. The combination of the hilt which was made of Sebastian's former cane, the Beskar that was infused with the cane's gem eyes as now Sebastian's blood and power made the most beautiful sword to look at, but at the same time the power it was radiating would strike fear into those that stood against him.

While it was no super weapon or weapon of the gods this was indeed the sword of a Sith Lord and would become the stuff of legends.


[member="Darth Pikiran"]

 

[Matreya]

While the other concentrated on his task, Damien began to add Will to the process. His new found ally would be the conduit to power the event, during which Damien would do the harder work. Each second that passed was another that was consumed by gripping some of the energy being poured into the blade and forcibly ripping the Signature from it. With this, he would bombard the blade, making it recognize the man as its Master - but also he channeled enough of his own signature that if ever they were to come to blows, he could alter the weight himself, making it ever more even grounds. It would take a fellow alchemist of repute to see this change though.

As each moment ticked past, Sebastian would begin to feel a connection forming between he and the weapon. It was not the same as if bound to a living or non corporeal being, where you could sense emotions and thoughts. It was as if he could feel the blade, like it was an extension of him, almost an extra limb he never knew he possessed.

"It is bound to you and your signature now, so from here we tweak the effort so it is specifically made to reach the effects we want. Continue adding your energies, and I will attempt to do the final steps."

[member="Lord Sebastian"]

 

[Darth Vaildra]

Sebastian did indeed feel the blade as if am extension of himself was being made. He leveled the weapon in front of Jonas of motioning towards an enemy. He was no longer forcing energy into the blade as the blade's energy was his energy so it was radiating around him. His body and sword emoted a sort of black smoke, similar to his former cane. The smoke was his shadow shaping that also served at what gave the weapon the ability to summon fear in others who would gaze upon it. The Sith Lord helping him would probably feel very little or nothing at all. Same rank, but Lord Sebastian knew this man's power was far beyond his own.

Sebastian swiped his blade threw the air a few times, it was not as weightless as he desired, but clearly they were not done. He focused the Force in the blade and swiped once more sending a force push shaped as a scar barreling at a pillar and slicing through it without the blade even touching it an making the pillar crash to the ground.

A sinster smile grew across his face as he only scratched the surface, "You are proving to be more than I imagined, I wonder what this weapon of war will handle in battle."

[member="Darth Pikiran"]

(Sorry for the long break, I have returned for good this time.)

 

[Darth Vaildra]

Sebastian let the power course threw his veins as he became more familuar with the connection the sword and him were having. As he held it, the two powers became one and the though the sword physically stayed the same weight, in his hand it became more and more manageable until it felt like a normal katana. He let it dance back and forth as he tested it and nodded in satisfaction with the results. He let his power return to him and stopped exerting himself. It was at this point that he realized just how tired he was. He used shadow shaping to hide his sword in his own shadow until he could learn how to use domination all shift.


He turned towards the one he had made this with, "I will not forget what you did for me and will repay you. Call on me if you need me." With that Sebastian left for his ship.