Bendak Crail
Character
For the only man on the world, for Bendak Crail, he constantly felt the pain of his wounds, the blindness in half of his sight, the never-ending hate he carried for being alone in this world. Yet here he was, the last of his kind. He had witnessed the death of many, and his very way of life crushed under one single instant. He is, or perhaps was the last Knight of Ren. A man from a destroyed chaotic cult now among the ruins of the beliefs they carried. At least embodied into one man. He was here fighting against the Jedi, the rest of the Outer Planets Alliance, and watched as Fortress Vader, a lightning rod that drew in massive amounts of dark side energy. Shot violently into the atmosphere of Mustafar, and using the world to amplify dark side energy. As if it was being bent, no enhanced to someone's very will. How he had seen the red armored Stormtroopers, and the rest of the red bladed wielding Disciples of Ren go out in a blaze of glory against the likes of the Jedi.
He even saw the native Mustafarians, charge and attack the same fortress, and charge to take it down. How TIE Conquerers roared as they made one last stand among the fiery skies. It was chaos all around, and all he felt was rage, a rage that the Ren would die that day, and most of all fear of his own death. Using the two he had fought long and hard, in the very end even all of that was still not enough. In the end, Fortress Vader stopped its dance of destruction with the heart of the very planet. The Ren destroyed, along with the First Imperial Remnant known as the Crimson Hand. Even the cult of Alzamec on Winsit was wiped out in the battle. The bodies of the dead remained, I not charred ash and bone, the last Master of the Knights of Ren, Kyrel Ren survived, but died in the Third Imperial Civil War. Some say he died when facing off against a Jedi, and in an act of redemption saved her before dying in a blaze of glory saving an Imperial Knight and becoming one with the Force. Others have said that he met his end by killing a Sith Lord, and dying only seconds after his enemy fell.
The very way of life that had worshipped Mustafar, the powers that be that had gripped it solely based on the hated man that called it home. The man that some would say "The Dark Devil that chose to reign in his Hell" Had all died on that day, and what of Bendak Crail. The last Ren remained trapped on the world, Mustafarians, the tribal savages deeming it a fitting end for him. Be it better to let him suffer in this world than to escape, and not pay for the sins Kyrel had brought on this world. Some days the Mustafarians themselves would hunt him as if it was a sport for them. Some of the younger ones, more eager for blood simply thought it was more fitting, and each time Bendak struggled and was made better for it by channeling the dark side to crush them, no matter how many times he was starved, sleep-deprived, weak. In the end, he relied on the dark side to survive.
For years he had evaded, and adapted to his brutal penance for a crime he was associated with, and yet he managed to seek safety with the now crumbling ruin that was Fortress Vader. The battle had not been kind. The Lava River had been released from the catacombs when a blast had caused a reaction to the magma chambers from within. One of the tuning forks was in utter disarray. Cracks were to be shown all over the foundation, and yet it seemed as if almost out of spite the planet had kept the decaying ruin. Bendak sought safety and meditation from within the upper levels, within one of the detention towers of the Fortress. It hadn't been long now that the man toled day and night on a TIE Conquerer. Repairing to which Bendac would finally take to the skies, Bendac knew he had been trapped on the world for years, and yet was thankful that there were some luxuries such as a holonet, for he was able to monitor what was happening. With times changing it was only a matter of time what he would do. Would he simply continue the dead religion he followed, or would he take on his new path for his darkness? Would he follow in the steps of a Sith perhaps? Even he did not know. With the hyperdrive complete, the repairs to the engines made. The moment was upon him to take his own path. Even if the path were to lead to nowhere or greatness.
