Darth Vindictus opened his eyes slowly, his mind returning to him from where he had cast it into the Force. It had been several days since he had returned to the Tomb of Darth Nihl, one of the ancient leaders of the original One Sith. When Darth Krayt had died at the hands of Cade Skywalker, Darth Nihl had taken the lead of the remnants of the One Sith and led them into hiding. There, they had planned to rebuild, subvert the Galactic Alliance of that time from the shadows, and return to take back their proper mantle. However, infighting within their organization, led by a Sith seeking to reestablish the Rule of Two, led to the death of most of the remnants. Darth Nihl himself had escaped the fate of the One Sith, and journeyed across the galaxy. He had been laid to rest in this Tomb, built by the last adherents of the One Sith.
Vindictus had found the Tomb during his own travels, and after uncovering the secrets held within, had devoted himself to resurrecting the One Sith of old. It had been done before in recent galactic history, but Vindictus sought to do so again. He had taken to meditating before the sarcophagus of Darth Nihl while he was at the Tomb, letting his mind travel the currents of the Force and gaining what insight he could. The approaching presence of a being however drew his attention back to the world of reality. He lifted his eyes from the floor of the Tomb, settling them on the bronze of the sarcophagus for several moments.
The being that approached was strong in the Force, and even from this distance he could tell their connection to the Dark Side was prominent. Who it was, however, was still a mystery. Pushing himself to his feet, Vindictus turned and climbed the stairs up from the lowered platform where the body of Darth Nihl lay. A servant in black robes stood near one of the hallways leading away from the central complex, head bowed as the Lord of the One approached. "Send word to the perimeter guards. Inform them to make themselves scarce, I wish to meet our guest, alone." The youth bowed his head and began rushing down the hallway, quickly disappearing around the bend.
With a small smile on his face, Vindictus turned and made his way deeper into the Tomb himself, preparing himself for the trial ahead.
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