Darth Morgoth
Lord Of War
Melkor sat in the courtyard meditating, his mind transversing the void of the Dark Current. He was practicing his own technique, Dunya Wangun (World shaper). He concentrated on the ground around him, letting his mind slip into the current. This technique involved him doing the opposite of what most teaching taught to do, instead of drawing the force into himself he let himself immerse himself into the current of the force. He let himself feel it as if he was under water and every thing he did sent out ripples.
Once he felt that he was saturated in its power he let his intent seep into the current. Focusing on reshaping the formation of the earth around him on a molecular level. the ground around him started to recede forming a donut shaped dip in the earth with him and the center. He let himself sink into the donut, as the earth around him reshaped itself into a hollow ball forming a dome above him. The dome pulsed with the energy of the force a physical shape the force barrier he had erected. He was not thinking he was one with the force his mind was one with the current directing every ripple in it.
He released the hold on the dome letting the ground return to normal. His body began to levitate into the air as he began to merge with its force signature. Winds began the swirl around him creating an air ball around him forming the air into currents of sharp blades. He breathed out pushing the ball outwards, allowing it to rip up the grass below him, leaving gashes in the shape of scars in the earth.
He allowed himself to channel his passive feelings into it, turning the sharp blades into a light breeze as he did. He opened his eyes, his inner hunter merging with them. They were a cold blue, but that was just on the outside, in reality he was viewing the world through the current, seeing the oneness in everything. He raised a hand stretching it outwards towards a tree, allowing his intent to flow through the current warping the reality of the tree for brief moment so that to any passers by it would seem to be twisting.
He let it go restoring it to its original state. To some his feats might seem telekinetic but no he was changing and molding the earth itself. The molecules of the earth were his to command, no he was one with them. He was not moving the earth, he was moving and the earth was moving in response. His emotions shaped the earth around him like a pebble falling into the water, sending out ripples in reaction. His very emotions shaped current. To those with eyes to see, the world around him was pulsing with his aura.
He began to focus on his anger, containing it as he allowed himself to think about all the pains he had suffered. Images of his tribe dying before him, of his people falling to the hands of those he was to weak to stop, flashed before him. His chest tightened as he thought the pain of the cold as he ran, the humiliation of his cowardice stung. His anger turned to rage as he remembered his father cursing him for being to weak to do his job.
He allowed himself to release it all the air around him burst into a crackling storm of lightning. To the casual observer it would seem rash and uncalculated, but to those who paid attention, they would notice he didn’t allow it to harm the area. He allowed it to seep through the earth without burning it. His anger was strong but it was controlled destroying nothing he did not want it to. The crackling grew louder as he allowed more and more of his anger to seep into the current.
He began to focus it, conducing it into a ball floating in front of him. He compressed it more and more until all of that energy was compressed into a single atom. He looked at the giant rock that sat behind the old tree in court yard, focusing on its signature. He then let the atom fly towards it passing through the leaves of the tree without harming them.
The singularity hit the rock burrowing deep into it. He released his condension on it. The rock exploded into dust particles in the blink of an eye. The destructive force of the singularity was absolute. Nothing was left but the dust of where the rock once was. He began to release his meditation allowing himself to float to the ground.
He rose and brushed himself off, he was glowing with pride. He had perfected his dark current technique, something no one had ever done before. He could feel the current in a whole new way, and felt as if he could summon its power at any moment. He walked back to his room with a smile on his face.
Once he felt that he was saturated in its power he let his intent seep into the current. Focusing on reshaping the formation of the earth around him on a molecular level. the ground around him started to recede forming a donut shaped dip in the earth with him and the center. He let himself sink into the donut, as the earth around him reshaped itself into a hollow ball forming a dome above him. The dome pulsed with the energy of the force a physical shape the force barrier he had erected. He was not thinking he was one with the force his mind was one with the current directing every ripple in it.
He released the hold on the dome letting the ground return to normal. His body began to levitate into the air as he began to merge with its force signature. Winds began the swirl around him creating an air ball around him forming the air into currents of sharp blades. He breathed out pushing the ball outwards, allowing it to rip up the grass below him, leaving gashes in the shape of scars in the earth.
He allowed himself to channel his passive feelings into it, turning the sharp blades into a light breeze as he did. He opened his eyes, his inner hunter merging with them. They were a cold blue, but that was just on the outside, in reality he was viewing the world through the current, seeing the oneness in everything. He raised a hand stretching it outwards towards a tree, allowing his intent to flow through the current warping the reality of the tree for brief moment so that to any passers by it would seem to be twisting.
He let it go restoring it to its original state. To some his feats might seem telekinetic but no he was changing and molding the earth itself. The molecules of the earth were his to command, no he was one with them. He was not moving the earth, he was moving and the earth was moving in response. His emotions shaped the earth around him like a pebble falling into the water, sending out ripples in reaction. His very emotions shaped current. To those with eyes to see, the world around him was pulsing with his aura.
He began to focus on his anger, containing it as he allowed himself to think about all the pains he had suffered. Images of his tribe dying before him, of his people falling to the hands of those he was to weak to stop, flashed before him. His chest tightened as he thought the pain of the cold as he ran, the humiliation of his cowardice stung. His anger turned to rage as he remembered his father cursing him for being to weak to do his job.
He allowed himself to release it all the air around him burst into a crackling storm of lightning. To the casual observer it would seem rash and uncalculated, but to those who paid attention, they would notice he didn’t allow it to harm the area. He allowed it to seep through the earth without burning it. His anger was strong but it was controlled destroying nothing he did not want it to. The crackling grew louder as he allowed more and more of his anger to seep into the current.
He began to focus it, conducing it into a ball floating in front of him. He compressed it more and more until all of that energy was compressed into a single atom. He looked at the giant rock that sat behind the old tree in court yard, focusing on its signature. He then let the atom fly towards it passing through the leaves of the tree without harming them.
The singularity hit the rock burrowing deep into it. He released his condension on it. The rock exploded into dust particles in the blink of an eye. The destructive force of the singularity was absolute. Nothing was left but the dust of where the rock once was. He began to release his meditation allowing himself to float to the ground.
He rose and brushed himself off, he was glowing with pride. He had perfected his dark current technique, something no one had ever done before. He could feel the current in a whole new way, and felt as if he could summon its power at any moment. He walked back to his room with a smile on his face.
