The Red of Sinner
Battle Sister
[member="Solan Charr"]
The darkside was path to what many considered unnatural indeed. As Romeo spent his time watching the universe tremble, quake, then become stable again, he realized this was the cycle of life. This balance was not perfect, it was completely flawed, and knew nothing would stop this. The Sith would rise, they would fall, and then the Jedi would have a few years of peace, and it would start all over again. He watched, though, his friends more closely, watched them grow into great warriors, and leaders. Solan was the prime example of this. A king, just as he had once been, and a much better king than Romeo could have ever hoped to be.
As Romeo traveled between the aspects of the living, and the dead, reliving the moments of hell he spent in the end of his years as the darkness crawled through his skull, culling him to become something terrible. He couldn't allow it, he had to rid himself of it. It was the wrong choice. He had left all he held dear behind, and now he lived in regret, and shame. His family, now moved on, thought him a coward, and something worse than death sunk deep into his heart with that knowledge. He needed to come back, and Razer was the only way to come back. But...would Razer allow him to return with his body as his vessel? It was, in retrospect, Romeo's clone body.
Kesh, this was where Solan resided, and was the only person at the moment, Romeo could reach. The darkness lingered off Romeo's presence like something from a child's nightmare, pure, and untainted by the lightside. Romeo was, in all respect due, fully engulfed by the darkside now. He was the darkside, anytime a Sith, or Dark Jedi called upon it, they called upon him, and hundreds of others.
Romeo walked the halls of the Shadow Prince, searching for his friend from so long ago.
The darkside was path to what many considered unnatural indeed. As Romeo spent his time watching the universe tremble, quake, then become stable again, he realized this was the cycle of life. This balance was not perfect, it was completely flawed, and knew nothing would stop this. The Sith would rise, they would fall, and then the Jedi would have a few years of peace, and it would start all over again. He watched, though, his friends more closely, watched them grow into great warriors, and leaders. Solan was the prime example of this. A king, just as he had once been, and a much better king than Romeo could have ever hoped to be.
As Romeo traveled between the aspects of the living, and the dead, reliving the moments of hell he spent in the end of his years as the darkness crawled through his skull, culling him to become something terrible. He couldn't allow it, he had to rid himself of it. It was the wrong choice. He had left all he held dear behind, and now he lived in regret, and shame. His family, now moved on, thought him a coward, and something worse than death sunk deep into his heart with that knowledge. He needed to come back, and Razer was the only way to come back. But...would Razer allow him to return with his body as his vessel? It was, in retrospect, Romeo's clone body.
Kesh, this was where Solan resided, and was the only person at the moment, Romeo could reach. The darkness lingered off Romeo's presence like something from a child's nightmare, pure, and untainted by the lightside. Romeo was, in all respect due, fully engulfed by the darkside now. He was the darkside, anytime a Sith, or Dark Jedi called upon it, they called upon him, and hundreds of others.
Romeo walked the halls of the Shadow Prince, searching for his friend from so long ago.