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History of Madness



Location: Taspir III - Shadow Laboratory
Tags: Lyssara Thrynn Lyssara Thrynn

In the darkness of night, Rellik tossed and turned in his sleep. Sweat dripping down his face as he was dealing with what appeared to be a nightmare. A vision of the past, flashes of ancient beings plagued him as he slept. Tales of the original Sith and the hundred years darkness. Exar Kun and his terentatek and Battle Hydra. Rellik had been diving deep into his studies and it was costing him in the now. Through studying ancient scrolls and holocrons that depicted the power these beasts would wield recently it would appear their lingering influence was here today. In a way he felt as though the Lords of history were speaking directly to him.

He sprang up from his sleep, drenched in sweat and what felt like... power. He gathered himself, got up, showered and dressed. He would go back to his studies again today. He had been held up in his personal chambers on Taspir for several days. Enthralled in ancient texts to a degree some would deem, unsettling. After several hours of study he had come to the deciding moment. Could he wait any longer? Would he be able to put this off, and would he be able to even achieve creating a Sithspawn. There was only one other person he could trust with this and it was for this reason he sought her out in the first place to become his apprentice, Lyssara Thrynn.

Rellik would head for her in the Shadow laboratory, she was typically working on projects. Something he admired in his pupil. When it came to raw science she was already his superior. Upon his arrival he found her in the facility working away. He was sure she would be ecstatic for this next step into alchemy. The two had gone over simpler things - enchanting, applying the force into medicines and poisons, and had begun working on crystal manipulation. This would be a step into a whole new world.


"Lyssara!" He said with a tired smile and wave as he walked in. "Forgive me for my disheveled look. I am sure you understand spending more time studying and working than taking care of yourself" Rellik laughed a little as he spoke. "Speaking of study and work. I have something I want to work on together. You know Varis has been capturing Adar eggs and youth for me. He has become quite proficient in the task. The reason for this is my hope to create a new Sith Spawn. With your help we can use Bio-engineering and alchemy to create our own new species. Something we can control and form to our will." Rellik was looking down, his eyes burning brightly yellow with ambition. What would seem like an aura of power resonating from around him. - Something felt slightly off about him today. Was he just tired or were there more evil aspects at play.

"What say you my dear. Will you join me on this mission? If so we can go to the alchemy section of our lab and I will begin preparations for the ritual required. I would need you to ready the genetic sampling. My intentions are to enlarge the Adar. They currently sit around 1.5 meters in height and 2.5 in length, we will transform them to 4.5 Meters in height and 7.6 Meters in length. Turning them into intimidated beasts. This will be one part of the process. For me, I will begin working on a ritual site. We will need to erect several obelisks with Sith runes marked upon them and a pool in the center. Once complete we will fill the pool with distilled chemicals that have been imbued with the force. We will place the genetically altered Adar in the center, fill the room with vaporized versions of the same force imbued chemicals and I will enter and begin the ritual. This part of the process will be for me alone. I do not wish to risk your life in the ritual. I have put everything I have learned recently into my personal holocron. If I die all of the research is yours." - The air lingered with the weird dominating energy. The Diarch awaited on the side of his apprentice. Awaiting her response to the matter. Something in him felt like he was in deep danger, on the other hand he assumed it was just excitement for the upcoming event.


 
I look up from my workstation as Rellik enters, his arrival breaking the rhythmic silence of the laboratory, punctuated only by the hum of the equipment and the faint splashing of the chemical solutions I was handling. I pause, my hands suspended over a flask of green luminescent liquid that softly pulses with a stabilized reaction. My gaze settles on him, immediately noting every detail of his appearance.

His posture is fatigued, his shoulders slightly slumped under the invisible weight of sleepless nights, but there's an intensity in his eyes, a feverish glow that reveals an energy reignited by an idea consuming him entirely.

A peculiar aura seems to crackle around him, subtle yet undeniable, like a disrupted magnetic field. Something about him has shifted. It's not unusual for my master to return from his studies in this state, but this time, the intensity feels more pronounced almost oppressive.

Carefully placing the flask back in its holder, I take my time wiping my hands on my lab coat, my gaze never leaving him. I note the disarray of his attire, the shadows under his eyes, and that vibrant energy radiating from every fiber of his being.

"Master," I say calmly, inclining my head slightly. My tone is composed, almost neutral, though a hint of amusement flickers across my features. I can't help but think he must have once again dived headfirst into his research until completely losing himself in it.

I listen intently as he lays out his plan, his words painting a grandiose vision, an ambition that surpasses even the high standards of his previous endeavors. Sithspawn. Genetic manipulation. Alchemical rituals infused with the raw energy of the Force. The idea of combining scientific precision with mystical power immediately intrigues me. Every detail from the runed obelisks to the vapor infused with the Force—forms a mental image that is both captivating and daunting.

When he finishes, a brief silence settles between us as I fully grasp the scope of the project. I take a slow, almost imperceptible breath, carefully weighing my response.

"Your vision is clear, and I am ready to follow you,"

I say finally, my voice as calm as it is resolute.

"I'll begin preparing the genetic samples and the necessary compounds immediately. You can rely on me for this part."

I move toward my workstation, my fingers already reaching for the tools I need. I begin gathering flasks, instruments, and data, mentally organizing each step of the process. Excitement stirs within me, but I keep my thoughts focused. This project, I know, is unlike any other. There will be no room for errorneither in the calculations nor in the execution.

As I prepare the first solutions, I glance briefly at Rellik. That strange energy surrounding him strikes me again. It isn't simply exhaustion or excitement; there's something darker, deeper, coursing through him. But I ask no questions. I am his apprentice, and it isn't my place to doubt his vision. Together, we will create something that could echo through the ages a masterpiece worthy of his ambition.

"Try not to die too soon, although I am honored by your holocron I would enjoy studying science and strength in your company master, let me know about the obelisks and I will do my part of the work as previously stated with the characteristics you requested. Be careful master."

Diarch Rellik Diarch Rellik
 

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Commence Operation Thunder Storm

With Lyssara's confirmation and eagerness to begin the Diarch moved to leave the facility. Looking back at her and her work station one more time he spoke out "I will be in the valley just south of the Laboratory. If you need anything you can find me there. I will be calling Varis to begin transporting specimens." With that bit of shared information he left.

The world of Taspir was full of Mountainous terrain, ravines filled with lava and rain full of Acid. The small ritual site would need to be put together quickly but correctly.

Varis had already been given his orders and was approaching the site. Bringing a crew of men along with him. In the meantime Rellik would stage up the inner sanctum. He began by cutting out a 6.1 by 9.1 meter area with his saber, lifting the large slab out of the pit and moving it to the side. This would be the foundation for the pool. The pool itself was already hard from the intense heat of the lava nearby. There would be no need to pour concrete or anything of the like.

He gathered large boulders of metamorphic rock nearby. Cutting chunks off with his lightsaber. He would bring these molded pieces to the center of the valley. The already beautiful stone, filled with lines created by the fiery heat of the lava nearby would be further altered by the Diarch.

Cutting them into squares and than stacking them together he would form four spires on the corners of the pool. Than he would cut out triangle pieces to dot the top, giving them a focal point for their energy. Than as the spires stood Rellik would begin morphing them together with force lightning. Turning the once separate pieces of stone into singular obelisks.

As he noticed the large vessel Varis was in -
Presumably carrying many Adar and personnel - was arriving he began to mark the Sith runes he had learned into the obelisks. These were various shapes, sizes and languages all meant to conjure, hold and project the force. Together they would harness the rituals power along with the power of the chemicals and focus them unto the center of the pool

Feeling near completion he could begin to guide Varis down to the site and give him further instructions while waiting for Lyssara.


 
I work in my laboratory, absorbed in the task at hand, my hands and mind fully occupied. The constant hum of the machines around me provides a familiar background noise that helps me concentrate. The various devices click and buzz, each performing its function with a precision that's almost musical. I don't pay them much attention, my mind already focused on what I'll need to accomplish in the coming hours. Rellik's project is taking on a monumental scale, and though the prospect of this challenge excites me, I am also fully aware of the risks it entails.

I pause for a moment, my eyes landing on the vials containing the rare ingredients I've recently acquired. These components are crucial for the ritual, but their potency makes me hesitate. I know that no plan is foolproof, especially when dealing with forces as ancient and uncontrollable as these. Rellik wants to create Sithspawn creatures of the night shaped by genetics and alchemy. It's an ambitious undertaking. It's also potentially catastrophic.

I take a deep breath and turn to another part of my lab, where I've already prepared some of the chemicals. If the ritual goes awry, I'll need a quick solution. I start thinking of an antidote, a remedy to counter the effects of the chemicals and prevent irreversible consequences. I don't like the idea of proceeding without a safety net. We're tampering with powerful forces, and the uncertainty surrounding this endeavor is overwhelming. If something gets out of hand, I have to be prepared.

I turn to Nyva, who is focused on her own tasks. Her work is important, but I know she can assist me with this. I speak calmly, but with a tone that brooks no hesitation. "Nyva, I need you to prepare the antidote. If something goes wrong during the ritual, we need to be ready."

She looks up immediately, her response swift, and she nods. "Of course, Mistress. I'll take care of it right away."
"If your antidote saves our lives, you will earn my approval that you seek so much."
"Really ? I.. i dont disappoint you, Mistress!"
"But if you make a mess..."
"I know, i get serious! promise!"

I watch as she moves toward the shelves, her face already set with determination. I don't need to say more. She understands the gravity of the situation. The antidote must be precise and effective. She'll need to gather the right components substances that will react quickly enough to neutralize the harmful effects if necessary. I know Nyva is more than capable of handling this. She works with meticulous precision, and I have no doubt she'll see it through.

I return to my research, double-checking the exact conditions of the genetic samples needed for the transformation. The Adar are a fascinating species, but they are difficult to dominate. The task before me is complex, unpredictable, but that's what drives me constantly pushing the boundaries of what's possible.

I think about Rellik, probably already preparing the ritual site. He must be laying down the foundations, positioning the obelisks, setting up the basin. Everything has to be perfect. I haven't seen the site yet, but I know he's making quick progress. We have to be ready. This is about to become a historic event, but it has to go right.

I glance back at Nyva, who's finishing gathering the ingredients for the antidote. She'll work quickly, I know that. Once the antidote is ready, I'll be able to focus with more peace of mind, even though I can't shake the underlying tension. I'll have to ensure everything goes according to plan, but there's always that uncertainty lingering.

When she returns to me, she hands me the small vial she's prepared. I take it and hide it in an inner pocket of my lab coat, where it will remain discreet but accessible if needed. This vial will ensure that we're ready for any eventuality. I look at Nyva and give her a brief smile. "Thank you, Nyva. I knew I could count on you. Back to work now!"

She nods and returns to her own tasks while I go back to the screen in front of me. It's time to finish my preparations. The ritual is taking shape, and I'm ready to do whatever it takes for it to succeed. But deep down, I know that in this sea of ambition, caution must be our guide. If something slips out of our control, we must be ready to act.

I lean back into my research, determined to finish what I've started. Time passes quickly in this environment, and as I approach the decisive moment, I can almost feel the palpable energy in the air. We're on the verge of creating something monumental, and regardless of the outcome, I know our names will be etched into history.

When everything is ready on my side, I call Relik on his datapad, and inform him that it is ready.

"I have finished preparing your samples, Master what do we do next?"

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The large ship had landed, it was in appropriate timing with Rellik finishing up the runes. As the ramp lowered, around 20-30 men poured out and stood lined up on each side of the ramp in formation. Varis was coming down the center with a large floating cart. Once he arrived at the bottom the two men hugged each other in a brotherly embrace.

"Varis you never cease to amaze me my friend. Your punctuality it perfect." The Diarchs hunter replied in kind "Ah it was a simple task but thank you. Here are all of the things you requested my Lord. Upon the cart is the pre-fabricated room with ventilation system schematics you requested. Along with that, further within the ship are all of your Adar species you requested." Varis than handed Rellik a clipboard that showed the gathered materials. "Excellent, have the soldiers set up the temporary building and ensure they make it sealed tight. There will be vial chemicals in there and if any seep out. Lives may be lost. Please watch over this personally."

Rellik would move into the ships interior and lays eyes upon his specimens. "Welcome to your destiny my friends. I apologize for the pain." - A pain and sense of squeezing came over Rellik as he said the words. As if he were being punished for showing compassion. "Ah what the hell was that?" The Diarch shook it off as he recieved communications from his apprentice. "I have finished preparing your samples, Master what do we do next?"

Rellik shook his head, clearing his thoughts and replied. "Yes, grab some tranquilizers from the lab in case I become weak and can not control the minds of the Adar as we put them into the pool. Than bring yourself down here. Thank you." He hung up and walked outside to help Varis and the crew establish the temporary building.

 
When Rellik's communication came through, I immediately stopped what I was doing to listen. His voice carried a slight tension, something uncharacteristic of him. He asked me to retrieve tranquilizers from the lab in case he faltered while trying to control the minds of the Adar once they were immersed in the pool. A prudent request, but one that revealed the complexity of the task ahead.

I took a deep breath, focusing my thoughts.

"Understood, Master. I'll prepare everything and join you shortly."

I stepped away from my main station, where my samples awaited their next phase of preparation, and headed toward a secured shelf containing some of our most potent sedatives and chemicals. I knew exactly what to take: tranquilizers designed for large and powerful creatures. The Adar were formidable beings, and under the influence of the coming transformation, they would be even more unpredictable.

I carefully inspected each vial, double-checking dosages and expiration dates. My efficiency in the lab was something Rellik relied on, but this task required absolute precision. Even the smallest mistake could jeopardize the entire ritual.

As I gathered the tranquilizers, my mind couldn't help but wander. I was curious to see these specimens in person, to understand what made them so critical to Rellik's plans. But I kept that impatience to myself. This was no time for my own scientific interests to overshadow our primary objective.

Once the tranquilizers were secured in a hermetically sealed case, I took a moment to ensure everything in the lab was in order. The preparations I had set in motion here needed to continue uninterrupted while I was away. With one last glance at my instruments and data, I left the room, carrying the case firmly in hand.

Walking toward the ritual site, I reflected on Rellik's words. His unusual caution showed that he understood the magnitude of the risks we faced. If even he anticipated the possibility of losing control, it meant we were truly pushing the boundaries of what we could manipulate.

When I arrived on-site, I would find my place at his side. Together, we were about to achieve something that would redefine history. But for now, I had to stay focused, ready to act the moment the situation demanded it.

"I am here Master Relik, i am ready for the next step, and.. i have made a little antidote for us, just in case."

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The presence of Lyssara and Varis was comforting. The closer they were to the procedure the stronger a beating headache had begun to form in the Diarchs mind. The symptoms were starting to form into an evil tapestry and Rellik knew what it was to some extent. He needed to pull Lyssara and her healer Nyva aside and speak to them. A seriousness in his eyes he spoke to his confidant, hands on her shoulders looking at her directly.

"Lyssara, I am starting to come to an understanding of something very dire. I had not fully put it together but I believe Sith from millennia or more past are trying to influence me. Their essence can seep from their ancient artifacts such as the scrolls and holocrons I have been studying. Directly into a being where after a while horrible effects will take place. If not that the Sith themselves will try to occupy my mind and body. We must remove this curse before we begin. Who knows what could happen if we did it during the ritual. I must meditate and I will need your help. I want you to listen to me carefully, you must reach into my mind using the force. I know it is not something you know but I will explain the process here and now. Keep your healer ready for as you help me expel these ancients my body might go through extreme conditions." He smiled at his apprentice and straightened himself, standing with his usual pride and jovialness for the first time today.

"I assume you have seen and felt the presences of these Sith?" - The beating headache was becoming un-bearable. Relliks body felt like it was on fire and being crushed at the same time. An immense dark aura that filled the air with a heavy weight surrounding him. "Now focus on mine, ensure you know the difference between the two. This should be easy for you."

"Good, now I will be laying down. As I meditate you must put your hands on the sides of my head. Feel into the force. Tap into your Magic lessons. I eventually will lose consciousness as I travel to a different plane of existence and fight these beings. Your job is to keep a hold of my force and not let it leave my body. Ensure that the only force that leaves my body is that of those Sith. If you feel me slipping away you must channel my energy back into my body, you do this by focusing on it like a current of water. Keep the flow of the force within me. Assume I will have convulsions, bleed from my mucus membranes, and possibly lose my heart rate. Have your companion Nyva keep me alive and well in these instances. I believe in you. Now, we begin. Welcome to the world of Essence transfer and Essence Removal my apprentice."


Assured the two of the ladies would be able to handle the task the Diarch laid down in the pool of the ritual site before it was filled with any of the alchemical agents. Beginning to meditate, to reach the world between worlds where spirits, ancient beings and things beyond comprehension reside.

 
I feel a weight growing in my chest as your words resonate within me, Rellik. They are heavy, grave, filled with a danger I can only begin to comprehend, yet one that already seems to crush me with its intensity. My mind struggles to remain clear, but a part of me can't help but imagine the worst: you, consumed by these dark forces, these entities circling around you like predators. Still, despite the fear tightening its grip on me, I refuse to yield.

I step closer to you, placing my hands on your shoulders. My fingers tremble slightly, but my gaze locks onto yours. I need you to see my determination, to feel that I won't falter. My voice, however, betrays a mix of fear and resolve:

"I understand, Master. What you're describing... I've begun to sense it as well. These presences I've felt them around you, like a suffocating shadow. But they won't consume you. Not as long as I'm here."

My breath is uneven, and I fight to calm the storm within me. I cast a quick glance at Nyva, my throat tight, before turning back to you. My face is serious, tense, but I feel a fire burning inside me, fueled by my faith in you and my will to protect you.
"I will do whatever is necessary, Rellik. I will follow your instructions. I won't let you slip away. If you fight these spirits, then I will fight alongside you, here in this world. I'll stand between you and the abyss, no matter what it takes."

I take a deep breath, but my chest feels heavy. My heart is racing too fast. Tension fills me like a vice, my fingers are cold, but I clench them firmly to maintain control. I begin to draw upon the Force, feeling its currents intertwine with my thoughts, gradually calming the chaos within me.

"I can already feel your presence. It's strong, vibrant, despite everything you're enduring. And I can sense that darkness, too... but it isn't you. I'll know the difference. I'll focus on you, on the bond between us, and I won't let you slip away. If you falter, I'll be there to bring you back. Nyva and I will keep you safe. I promise."

I kneel beside you as you lie down in the ritual basin, my knees meeting the cold stone. My hands tremble slightly as I lift them, ready to place them near your head. For a moment, I hesitate, frustrated by the uncertainty that has no place here. I close my eyes and take a deep breath, letting the Force fill my mind and flow into every fiber of my being. I cling to my teachings, to our lessons, to every moment you've placed your trust in me.

"I'm ready,"

I say softly, though my voice wavers slightly. I can feel the magic vibrating within me, its energy dancing yet unstable. I must tame it, channel it, direct it toward you with precision. I cannot fail.

"You can begin, Master Rellik. I'm here. I'll hold on."

At that moment, I feel the oppressive weight of the dark aura surrounding you intensify, as if the darkness itself was protesting against our attempt. My throat tightens, my breathing grows labored, but I focus. I cannot give in to fear. I am Lyssara—your apprentice, your confidant—and today, I will be your anchor against the abyss.

"Good luck masters i am ready to help you too."
said nyva.

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"You can begin, Master Rellik. I'm here. I'll hold on." Were the last words the Diarch could truly hear. The separation of realities did not take long for him to dive into. It felt like falling into an ocean in the midst's of a violent storm. Rellik himself had practiced transferring his essence in case anything were to ever happen to him. His brother keeping a locket made for this purpose safely within his personal chambers. So the process was something he was familiar with but this time, he would not be here alone.

The violence of the force that came crashing unto his soul was immense. It burned and felt sickly, almost akin to a plague. As he wadded through the dense flow of the force he reached deeper and deeper into his psyche, soul and mind. The void pitch black but full of energy that could be felt in his entire being. - He had to keep moving forward, if he faltered in his will here and now; he will die.

A small light at the end of a tunnel - The Diarch moved forward, he had to press into the light. As he approached it formed into a circle, almost like a portal for him to enter. Putting one leg in first and than his body, he crossed the threshold.

On the other side it had now become a pure white room. three beings standing in the center of it. Their silhouettes were completely black and dark. Nothing could be determined about their race, sex or age. This room, it must be his conscious than and they are in here to take it over. The deciding motions and ideals that form who the Diarch is were in peril.
"I think you have found yourselves in the wrong home." He spoke out to the beings.

The three responded only in glares until one stepped forward.
"We think YOU are our new home" The one who had stepped forward pushed with the force, he was the one who created the feeling of sickness; its effect hitting Rellik with his attack.

Rellik could feel his body begin to become sick in the real world. The ancient beings attack launching him into a fever like state. Sweat pouring out, cold shivers through him.

The Diarch returned his attack in kind and a tug of Whills between the two had begun. He was winning and would succeed in pushing these demons out until the other silhouettes attacked as well. A second one began its assault on Relliks mind. Trying to turn it into ash, this was the fire behind his eyes beforehand. A vicious creature filled with evil ambition. One that had long ago helped create the Sithspawn and now would do anything to re-see her creations and goals.

In the real world Relliks body was now burning up. His body must have been far above the average temperature of 37 degrees. The fiery passion only pushing his plague like state from the first attack even further. It was starting to cause him confusion, rapid breathing and he could feel seizure like convulsions as his muscles could not handle the heat.

He was beginning to feel weak but knew Lyssara and Nyva would come to his aid.




 
I focus entirely on Master Rellik, my hands firmly pressed against the sides of his head as instructed. The intensity of the Force around him is suffocating, swirling with malevolence. I don't know what battles he's fighting in his mind, but I can feel the violent turbulence coursing through his body. The darkness within him thrashes like a storm threatening to tear him apart.

My task is clear keep the Force flowing within him, stable and whole. I breathe deeply, closing my eyes to block out any distractions. I draw on my lessons, imagining the Force as a vast river, its current twisting chaotically around Rellik. My job is to keep it from escaping, to guide it back into his core. It's harder than I expected; every moment feels like pushing against a tidal wave.

"Nyva, i need your help now.
"

I call out, my voice strained but steady.

"He's burning up. I need you to stabilize his body. Do whatever it takes to keep him alive."

"Y yes of course mistress ! "
Nyva doesn't hesitate. She moves swiftly, her hands glowing faintly as she channels her healing arts. Her focus is sharp, applying cooling poultices and monitoring his vitals. I hear her mutter something about his temperature being dangerously high. The heat radiating from him is almost unbearable, and his muscles are convulsing violently.

Meanwhile, I pour more of my own energy into him. I can feel his essence slipping, the current of his life force growing weaker with every second. "No," I murmur, my resolve hardening.

I draw deeper into the Force, calling on reserves I didn't even know I had. I push past the discomfort, the draining sensation creeping into my limbs. I can feel my strength ebbing as I pour more of myself into him, bridging the gaps where his own energy is faltering.

His convulsions intensify, and Nyva curses under her breath. "I need more time, mistress p please!" she snaps, her voice sharp with urgency.

"You figure it out, I'm already doing what I can on my side!"

I bark back, gritting my teeth. My fingers dig slightly into Rellik's temples as I double down, stabilizing the flow of the Force around him. It's like holding a dam against a raging flood. I push harder, ignoring the way my own head begins to spin.

I can feel his will fighting within he's not giving up, but the forces he's up against are relentless. The strain is unimaginable, even secondhand. I anchor myself to him, feeding him what strength I can. My connection to him feels raw and exposed, like an open nerve, but I can't let go.

"Hold on, Master," I whisper.

"I'm not letting you fall. Use my power to get down this ennemy. Master"

Nyva works feverishly beside me, her hands moving deftly, applying cooling salves and ensuring his convulsions don't spiral out of control. Between us, we're holding him together, but just barely. I know we're walking a razor's edge, and any faltering could be disastrous.

Time seems to stretch endlessly as I maintain my focus, forcing my own exhaustion into the background. This battle isn't over yet, but I'll give everything I have to see him through it. I cloes my eyes to concentrate in the force for help my master how as i can.

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A strange warmth had entered the white void with them. A new presence in the tidal wave of Whills. The warm sensation reminded the Diarch of Lyssara. It was an interesting phenomenon. Having only traveled to these realms alone but having her with him now. As when he was feeling weakest it was as if a large blanket of power had fallen over his shoulders, one he instinctively knew to trust. Having utmost faith in a person beyond his brother Reign was new for him, if not slightly confusing at first.

His conciousness was shaking. Rellik figured it was his body fighting against this intrusion of the three Sith. Akin to white blood cells defending the body. Except in this instance the battle was too intense for a mortal mans flesh and bone to survive.

Slowly it began to settle as a glow fell upon the void. The noumenon space now had a sun within it above the battle. It must be Nyva healing him. The girls were his saviors today and he would repay them in kind once they were done.

With his new sense of power and control Rellik was handily winning the battle of Whills again. This is when the third and final being joined the battle. Its presence was Death.

The power drawing from this being was monumental. Overwhelming in its nature. A dominating evil presence that could be felt outside of Rellik before in his aura. It is relentless in its pursuit. It will kill us all in its goal to return to the worlds of the living.


"Hold on, Master," Felt as a whisper in Relliks ear. This final push rallied the Diarch and pushed him to overcome these three evils combined. The crushing current of energies formed and launched towards the three Sith. Once it had hit they were washed away. Only leaving the Diarch, the warmth he felt, and the small bright sun in the void.

He knew his time here was done. He would kneel down and begin to pull himself back out to the real world. Without needing to walk he was pulled out of the white room, back through the portal and down into the darkness again. This time, rising from the ocean; now calm instead of a battle within a raging storm.

He opened his eyes to see Lyssara above him. Looking drained and worn from the process they had just endured.
"Nyva I am okay for now. Focus on Lyssara and make sure she is well." The Diarch could not move much but he lifted his upper torso up. Now eye to eye with his apprentice. "Thank you. I knew I could rely on you." He said with a genuine smile.

The evil energy lingering in the room. The Diarch would take his arm and spin it in a cone like motion several times. Focusing on removing the entities from their space before they could attach themselves to the runes in the obelisks. With no where to go, they would disappear forever.



 
An ordeal as intense as maintaining the flow of the Force within Master Relik's body demands the utmost focus and concentration. After what feels like an eternity of fierce effort, Nyva and I manage to stabilize the phenomenon. Together, we succeed, though the toll is evident.

Nyva did an incredible job, following the plan to perfection, and I feel a fleeting sense of pride despite my current state. My head spins violently, and blood streams heavily from my nose, staining my garments. The dizziness disorients me completely; I can no longer discern north from south.

As I watch Relik regain consciousness, I notice the dark aura that initially enveloped him has entirely dissipated. He has returned to himself, and relief washes over me. There will be no mourning in his brother's halls today. Our mission is a success, but the hardest part lies ahead the rest of the ritual to create the creature we seek. Raising a shaky hand, I give Relik a thumbs-up.

"Mission accomplished, Master."

With those words, my strength fails me, and I collapse face-first onto the ground. Darkness overtakes me as my body gives out.

"At once, my Lord. I'll care for the Mistress immediately."

Nyva moves swiftly to my side, handling me with careful precision. She begins by wiping away the blood from my nose with a clean cloth, applying pressure to stem the flow. Her movements are calm but efficient, her demeanor as steady as ever despite the chaos we have endured.

Once the bleeding has ceased, she places her hands gently on my shoulders and closes her eyes, channeling the Force to infuse me with revitalizing energy. Warmth spreads through my body as her strength flows into me, replenishing what I had expended. Her technique is deliberate, weaving the Force into my core to stabilize my condition and prevent further collapse.

Satisfied with her work, she exhales softly, brushing a strand of hair away from my face as she studies me. My breathing evens out, and a faint trace of color returns to my cheeks.

"She is stable now, my Lord,"
Nyva reports, turning to face Relik. "She should regain consciousness shortly."
Nyva inclines her head respectfully before stepping back, her sharp eyes surveying the area for any potential threats. With the immediate danger passed, she begins to ensure the space is secure for the next stage of the ritual.

Meanwhile, I remain where I am, still caught in the aftermath of my effort. My head feels like it's been crushed under a boulder, and my limbs are heavy as lead. Recovery will take time. Overexerting myself with a technique I haven't fully mastered has drained me entirely.

As the Force begins to settle within me once more, I resolve silently to learn from this moment, to refine my control so that next time, I won't falter as easily. For now, though, I can only let the care Nyva has given me run its course and hope I'll be ready when the ritual resumes.

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The Diarch was proud of his apprentice. Showing kindness to Nyva as well "Thank you. I will not forget your efforts." he spoke along with a slight nod of his head. He knew Lyssara did not give out approval as swiftly as he did but seeing his pupil now unconscious gave him some things to think about. He picked her up in his arms and began to walk her out of the ritual area. Hailing for Varis to come over as well. "Nyva I entrust you to see to her recovery. Varis have the men bring us a stretcher." He awaited the soldiers to bring out the stretcher so she may rest until she was ready. Laying her down and than moving to begin the ritual.

He gathered some of the alchemical agents the two women had created and took them into the site. Here he would begin to fill the pool to near ankle height. Once that was complete he would move to the ventilation controls for the area. Installing one of the vials to drip into the ventilation in a similar fashion to an IV at a clinic.

Once these preparations were complete he moved to the shuttle Varis arrived in. Feeling revitalized after his healing from Nyva Rellik was able to use

Qâzoi Kyantuska to control an Adar youth and bring him into the pool. The vicious creature currently docile under the Diarchs control.

He would wait until Lyssara had recovered before beginning the ritual. The Diarch stood outside the door to the facility watching to ensure his apprentice would be okay. Wondering how many times they would need to perform the ritual before refining the process. For science, alchemy and magic are all trial and error. Experiments must be conducted before a final product can be born.


"Varis" Calling the man over - "See to it that everyone is armed and ready for a battle. Treat it as hunter protocols for a Rancor, ensure their preparation." Varis gave a salute and moved immediately to oversee the readiness of the soldiers.


 
The revitalization of Nyva helps me wake up more quickly, as the energy loss from the ritual was significant and required external intervention to speed up the recovery process. I regain consciousness as I lie on a stretcher. My senses are still numb, and I feel dizzy.

I shake my head gently to gather my thoughts and let out a sigh, hoping that my master survived the process. I sit up slowly on the stretcher and notice that he is awake and in good health. It's a relief for me I wouldn't have gone through all this for nothing.

I attempt to stand up, losing my balance slightly but managing to brace myself against the wall to avoid falling. I try to stand upright on my two feet. Nyva offers me her assistance, which I accept, allowing me to reach Master Relik much more efficiently.

"Master? How did the ritual go? Glad to see you're in one piece."

My eyes lower toward the pool in question, where specimens have been imported. Security has been significantly reinforced. Now, it's only a matter of time before we succeed in creating a new species with the help of Sith alchemy.

I now turn toward Master Relik, waiting to see what he has planned for the next steps, although I believe I can already guess. I'm waiting for some kind of confirmation so that we can put our strategy in place and achieve our goal.

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As time passed surely enough Lyssara had awoken. Arising from the stretcher and letting her healer support her, she made her way to the Diarch. "Master? How did the ritual go? Glad to see you're in one piece." - She spoke, the Diarch watching her pupils and mannerisms to ensure she was truly okay before they began. - "We did perfectly. Although an overwhelming and intricate process you and your assistant have worked wonders already today. Now we work MIRACLES."

He moved to her side so that all three of them were now looking out to the pool area and ritual site. The first Adar soundly under the mind control of Rellik staged in the middle. "Please inject him with the gene processing materials you have brought. I have already set up the alchemical solutions into the ventilation. Once you are done I will ask you to move back and we will begin the real ritual." He watched as his apprentice worked. Always meticulous and deliberate in her approach. He had no doubts she would succeed with the Bio-engineering.

Once complete on that front he requested the two women remove themselves from near the obelisks. The lighting would centralize upon the center of the pool but just in case as he would not want them to be hurt. As they moved the Diarch stepped not directly in-between but close to the center of the top two obelisks in the square.


The ritual had finally begun. Lord Rellik would be speaking only in ur-Kittât from here forwards. - His body slowly rising, pitched in the air with his arms directly outwards to both sides. He began his chants. The runes on the obelisks igniting in sharp blues and oranges. Reacting to each word he spoke as if they were a fire being stoked. The alchemical agent slowly being fed into the room created a dense fog on the ground below.

Than the lightning began. Arcs of scorching blaze, rising directly out of Rellik himself to the epitomes of each obelisk. The room filled with a swirl of the force akin to a hurricane as the screeching sounds of sharp sparks were flying through the valley. The alchemical agent caught up in the winds, circulating within. Ultimately the power formulating with the runic obelisks and from the Diarch were concentrated into a single blast coming from all for corners. The lines of piercing force lightning landing directly upon the Adar.

Its screeching cries of pain were the only thing you could now hear of the lightning itself. The Adar writhing and bellowing uncontrollably. Yet it did not flee from the pool, it was under the trance of Sith Magics. The glow of purple emanating from Relliks eyes matched by the eyes of the Adar. The two were intertwined.

Than with a bright flash of Golden electricity a beast had been formed. The torrent in the room reverberating with all inside like a thunder wave. Knocking the Diarch back and sending him towards Lyssara and Nyva. A beast barely contained within the temporary structure stood before them.
A Large reptilian creature with a long, spiky tail and large, membranous wings on its back, clawed forelimbs, and ginormous hind legs. Tusks almost as large as Rellik himself. Sparks of lightning screeching from it, hitting the obelisks from whence they came.

Rellik rose and approached the beast. Determined to become its master. Once coming face to face with the creature it let out a guttural roar. Nostrils breathing intently unto him. The Diarch reached his hand out to connect to it but when he did...

The beast opened its gaping jaws. A whirlpool of lightning at the entry to his trachea. - It BLASTED OUT FROM ITS THROAT - hitting Rellik squarely in the chest. Luckily enough he had his defenses up before even approaching the beast.
"LYSSARA, VARIS. BEGIN CONTAIMENT PROTOCALS NOW. COLLAPSE THE WALLS TO THE TEMPORARY FACILITY, HAVE THE MEN ENGAGE. FIRE."

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I hold my ground, my eyes fixed on the creature thrashing in a devastating display of raw power. Lightning arcs from its body, striking the obelisks, resonating through the room like the roar of a storm. The situation is critical, but I let nothing show. Chaos will not dominate me i stay calm and focus.

"Varis! Activate the charges. Bring the walls down immediately! I want full containment within the next ten seconds!"

My voice is sharp, commanding, cutting through the beast's roars and the Diarch's orders.
I turn to the soldiers stationed near the entrance. "On my signal, focus your fire on its wing joints and hind legs. Disable its mobility, but do not attempt to kill it! We need this specimen alive. Maintain a tight formation and stay out of its reach."
Varis responds, her fingers flying across the holographic controls. "Charges armed, collapse imminent. Ventilation is still functional, but pressure is rising we need to act quickly."

"Then do it. Now."

A deep rumble echoes through the structure. The walls begin to tremble as the pre-placed charges detonate methodically, triggering a controlled collapse. Chunks of metal and stone crash down, forming a massive barrier around the creature. Dust fills the air, mingling with the creature's swirling lightning.

"Fire now!"

My arm rises, and the soldiers respond instantly. A coordinated volley of electric and incapacitating rounds strikes the beast. Its roars grow louder, reverberating through the structure like a promise of vengeance, but it staggers slightly under the impact.

I keep my eyes fixed on the scene, assessing the creature's every move. Its wings lash out, threatening to sweep nearby soldiers, but the well-placed shots land true, slowing its movements.

"Varis, the status of the obelisks?"
I demand, my voice tight.

"Still stable, but the energy it's releasing could overload them if this continues much longer. We have a window, but it's shrinking fast."

I grit my teeth. "Redirect the energy flows to relieve the pressure. Prioritize the safety of the soldiers. Rellik must have time to reestablish control."
I cast a quick glance toward the Diarch, still standing despite the impact.

"Master, the creature is contained for now, but we cannot hold indefinitely. You must establish the link now, or we'll have to consider complete neutralization. The time is for us to write a page of his story!"

To the soldiers, I issue further orders: "Hold your positions! If it charges, scatter into a semi-circle and redirect your fire to its head. Do not let this thing breach the perimeter."

My heart pounds, but my voice remains steady. If we succeed, this creature will be an invaluable asset to our cause. If we fail, it may well become our tomb. I take the leadership command for help my master, he can focus on the creature who face us.
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The monsters rampage, the explosives' going off nearby to secure the area, Lyssara and Varis commanding the men. All of these noises sounded a mile away. A slow hum slowly rising to a sharp hiss filled his ears. similar to that of the lightning coursing around the beast. The world for the Diarch was moving slowly. His eyes locked unto the creature.

He could feel the power rising from his body. The midi-cholorians within him moving to the tip of his fingers. His eyes began to glow with a sharp purple
hue. He stepped towards the beast, hand raised pointing in its direction. Lighting arcing between the two as if they were connected. His apprentice redirecting some of the energy gave him this chance or else the power between all of them might have caused a cataclysmic explosion.

As the Diarch moved closer the lightning would change from blue, to purple and finally a gold like orange/yellow. The strength of the force between them gathering with each step. Lyssaras tactical call outs for the wings and hind legs to be shot. kept him from flying off. His mouth though was thrashing around releasing new force as he did.

The two created what could be seen as a ballet of electricity. The arcs bouncing between them, the obelisks and Lyssara's redirection. As Rellik dipped his feet into the pool he was finally able to lay a hand on the creature.
Qûwai - "NO" - The Diarch spoke in ur-Kittat again. Nu sua tu'iea meistras. - "I am your master" - Lyteti nuyak midwan ir serve. - "Use my power and serve."

The Sithspawns energy roared again. It raised its mouth to the sky. A large blast of blue, yellow, purple lightning shot through the air...

Than it lowered its head. Its forelimbs coming down so that it rested upon the floor in front of the Diarch. The two now face to face. The Adar's eyes began to glow with the same purple
hue.

Rellik moved between the Adar, Varis and Lyssara. He turned back to his apprentice. "Wish me luck my friends. Thank you." He hopped unto the beasts back. Grabbing on to its large spikes going down its spine. Kia tave sky. Kia our ateitis - "TO THE SKY, TO OUR FUTURE."

The hind legs on the beast crouched down. With a thunderous launch they took off to the stars of Taspir's skys. The Diarch and his monster flying through the air. A lightning storm beginning in the atmosphere itself as the un-trained raw energy from the two combined into a storm that effected the entire area. They rode in circles around the facility. Diving in and out of nearby mountains and ravines.

Telepathically he reached out to Varis to begin packing things up and to refresh the facility. Hoping to turn it into a more permanent construction. To Lyssara he spoke as well.
"We did it. We are now Masters of Nature who will go down in history."

 
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A strange smile spreads across my lips as I receive the telepathic communication from my master, announcing our victory. I can't help but feel elated at having managed to achieve such a feat alongside him.

This ritual meant a great deal to him, and it should ease his suffering for a while. I watch as he soars through the air, the atmosphere growing heavy around us. The climate has suddenly turned stormy this monstrosity is capable of altering the very environment we're in.

Nyva turns to me, asking a critical yet understandable question.

"Did we succeed, Mistress?"
"Yes. Well done, Nyva."


She politely bows her head toward me, clearly relieved that it's over. I lower my hand to signal the soldiers to cease fire the battle is no longer necessary.

All I need to do now is wait for him to descend so I can go and congratulate him. Exhausted from this ordeal, I sit on a makeshift seat, drained of energy. To top it off, my blouse is a mess it's streaked with blood, which doesn't look very professional.

My servant goes off to retrieve a clean blouse from the facility. When she returns, I'm finally able to change and restore a somewhat decent appearance.

"Thank you, Nyva."
"You're welcome, Mistress."


I sigh in relief. With a fresh blouse on, I've made sure to transfer all my belongings from the old one, including my accreditation pass and the vial I had prepared.

One thing is certain this recorded experiment will make waves within the Sith Order for a while. The creation of a Sithspawn is no small achievement.

"We did it. It's done."

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Rellik could feel the bond between master and beast grow as each moment passed. He would need to train the creature but it no longer saw him as its torturer. With commands they flew around for a moment longer. The Diarch celebrating in the rain with his new mount. Hands intertwined on his spikes, feeling the electricity move through its body.

Vulti - The master now no longer needed to yell his commands and hopefully with time, not say them at all. For now though once the command was given the beast looked towards a large boulder on the ground and let out a screaming blast of lightning. The spark contrasting with the molten rock below. Than it dove down with a high pitched scream, clawing with his vicious fore arms it ripped large trenches into the hard earth. After diving into its attack it soared back into the air. Awaiting another command.

Laime - After the demonstration he commanded the Sith Spawn to land on the ground. His large wings blowing the wind by as if it were a shuttle landing. The Diarch took one last moment to view the beast from his perch where a saddle would eventually lay. Large bellows of air coming with small sparks of light within them. Its enormous tusks sticking out to the sides. Slightly augmented from its original form but impressive non the less. He laid hand on the beast one more time. Petting what was once a small pet.


He hopped off and turned to face the creature. Dazek tu, nuyak draugas. Stay stai. The beast acknowledging his master wanted him to stay and wait for him. With the confidence of knowing he was now connected he turned to his friends and walked towards them.

With a large smile on his face he thanked all of them.
"None of this would have been possible without you all. Lyssara - your constant innovation was an inspiration to me. Your aid with removing the Sith and the ritual itself were paramount. If not for your science and alchemical work we would not be here at all."

"Nyva - You healed me and Lyssara. Ensuring we could handle such a brutal process. You have earned my appreciation and if you are in need. Can come to me with Lyssara's permission."

"Varis - The gathering of men and the temporary building. You never fail me my friend."


He walked to Lyssara, eyes still glowing with a purple hue matching the Sith Spawns. They were still connected.

"What say you my apprentice? Do you want to go for a ride? I will teach you to use the language of the Sith. With this information you will be able to command the beast. Once we have a female Adar we will leave these two together during their mating season to start the harvesting of new Adar eggs so you may have your own mount as well. But for now let me teach you and you may take this one into the sky. You deserve it."


Rellik requested a notepad from Varis and began writing things down for his pupil. Although the two were now on the ground the rain was still coming down, just at a lighter pace. So the Diarch ensured to cover the notepad with his body as he wrote.

Pradzia - Rise
Vulti - Attack
Laime - Land
Stebe nuyak xuontai - Follow my command


The diarch handed this notebook to his apprentice. "Do you best to memorize this before going into the air. I doubt the paper will withstand it for long. As you learn to command the language of the Sith you will also be able to make your own Runes. This will be an invaluable lesson."


He stepped aside, offering this opportunity to Lyssara. "Enjoy your flight. Do not be afraid, it is under my command and soon; yours."

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I see him coming back toward us, and it seems he has completely tamed the beast. The mount is truly impressive, and he demonstrates its flight capabilities with certain runes in the Sith language. At one point, I see him dive to carve a large trench into the ground. This will be incredibly useful on the battlefield we'll be able to shape the terrain to our advantage, and its lightning ability is simply revolutionary.

Now I see him landing. He congratulates us all on our hard work. At his compliment, I can't help but simply nod in acknowledgment I don't feel I deserve such honors.

"Thank you, Master. I'm glad we were able to accomplish what you wanted. This will be a great advancement for the Diarchy."

"Thank you, Lord. With the Mistress's permission, I won't fail."


I nod in Nyva's direction to show her she has my approval she truly deserves it. She got us both out of a tight spot today. Now it's time to celebrate!

My Master then offers to let me try the mount, but before I do, he hands me a few runes and I listen carefully to the commands. Four different commands, each designed to use the mount without too much risk or at least, depending on who's involved.

I approach the creature, and before climbing onto it, I pronounce in the Sith language:

"Stebe nuyak xuontai."

"Huuh… Pradzia!"


The creature takes off into the sky at my command, with me on its back. I try to be careful not to fall, holding on as tightly as I can. I want to have a little fun and see what this creature can do with its lightning ability.

"Vulti, Thunder!"

A strongh bolt of lightning strikes a tree trunk, instantly charring it to ash. I whistle in admiration. I've always loved anything involving electrical discharges it puts me in a good mood. After my little flight, I return and give the command, "Laime." The creature lands, not far from Rellik, and I join him. I love the sensation of flying it gives me an incredible feeling of freedom.

"I could really get used to this, Master. I love it. Thank you for the lesson it's an honor. I will learn Sith to become even stronger!"

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