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29-04-2023, 10:00 PM
Pt.3
Purpose.
"My name, is Utahis. I am a Sith Acolyte in the Horuset Powerbase. I have taught myself to speak once more. I have taught myself to be Sith, once more. I have taught myself to -live-, once more."
Utahis would take a moment, these words echo in his head as he meditates in the training room.
"I have scars from a rival unpunished, I have memories fractured and broken, I have a soul, perpetually in torment, and I have dreams forever in nightmares."
Taking a deep breath, he'd reflect on his new allies found in the battle with the undead... Uldrinn, Valkara.
"I have lost my mind, lost myself. But I will not break again. I know the coming trials will be tough, excruciating potentially even kill me...But Utahis will stand... I will stand. Aregra said I served purposefully. Utahis still hears those words. So that is what I will do. I will serve. I will ascend. I will give everything for my Empire. For my Emperor. For my new House."
Yet his mind, in this moment of clarity, still remembers the pain his body has felt. As though it is a screaming reminder that it will not let him rest.
"You still have to do it."
A voice from the corner of his mind would whisper.
"Do what?"
"Fulfill your purpose, Utahis."
"You know that I don't know my purpose. I don't even know your name. You're just a shadow who haunts my mind."
"I am the one who kept you alive when your body was all but broken. I am the one who fought your battles while you were trapped in your own head. I am a shadow, yes. But I am your shadow. I am what you used to be, I am what you used to represent."
"I still don't know your name."
"Mauler, Nuniji, Utahis all work. But... Call me Nuniji, it is, after all what I am. I've long awaited to speak with you like this. Utahis."
"Are you the one who keeps saving me in my nightmares?"
"Your own mind is working against you. In every way. Why do you think you receive migraines when you use the force? You are afflicted. No... You are cursed. You need to find your center. Piece together your past. Before the trails to come arrive.You need to be whole. I̤͖͞t̥͇̙̭͇̹͎'͓̯̟̲̰̝s ̮th̛͕̦e҉͔̩̜̘ ͇̭̻̖o̥͜n͇͍͠l͈̩͝y̞͓̘͚̱̝ ͚͓̠r̲̰̥͍ͅe͎̤͍á̬͙͓͎̜͙s̷̲o͚͈̤ṋ̝̻͍̺̬̬ ̜̦͚̝̜͎̥yo̘̼̖̙u̗̫̫͡ ̗̫̳̲̘s̶u҉̘̙̘͙̣ͅr̴ṿ̨í̖͙v͕́e̜̭̹͓͔̲̲d̢̞̺ t̛̛̗͉̣̻̱̝̺̩͙͍͉̯̦̹̠͍̭ͫ̓̈ͭ͗̀ͩ̓̀͋̿̍̍ͭ͂̓͜ḫ̴͖̬̦̰̳̫̲̺̰̥̫̭̞͖͚̓ͬ̑͗̈ͤ̾ͬ̔̂͋͌ͩͮͤͨ̅ͣ͟͝͞ͅè̸̷̤̞̼̟̫̿̌ͯ̑ͮ́̔ͬ̒͋̈́̐͒̚͠m̭͇̖̟̳̦͉̠̩̜̻̗̗͎̤̟̞̒ͤ͐ͯ̈́̓̒͂ͯ̇ͧ͠͞ ̀͒̅̈̒ͧͧ̅̅ͨ̚̚̚҉̢͔̳͇̲͉̭̘̭̦̗̟̟̥͍͟͟ͅͅl̴̵̼͉̻͉̘͎͉̙͕ͭͬ̎̇ͣ̊ͭ͒̔ͩ̌̄̓ͨ̎̈ͤ̚̚̕͘ḁ̡̡̞̲̩̲̠͔̫̟̘̭͕̜̇ͬ̋ͥͨ̀͡͡s͖͇͇͕̦͕̠̥̟̀̾͐͐͡͡ͅt̜̗̰͕̤͎̱͎̳̬͔̳͑̃̾̐͂̽̅̿̐͆̑̍̊̀̔͜͟͟͡͡ͅ ̸̢̧̨̝̗̖͆̿ͥ̓t̶̨̜͉̩̖̰̰̫̻͎̻̠͖͔̝̐̽̄͑̈́̉ͦ͆͊͒͊ͫ̕̕͠i̢͇͈̥͓̩ͮͣ̎͗̍̆̌̇̌̏ͧͩ̂͌ͩ̇̚͟m͙̝̺̹͎̳̹̂̽́̽̀̋̆ͩ̔ͬ͛̉̒ͧ͌̕è͎̦̝̜͓̝̟̟͓͍̽͛̉͂̅̔̀̕͞ͅ."
As this... Nuniji, this shade of Utahis' former self speaks the last sentence. Utahis hears nothing but muffled voice, echoed with a piercing ring in his ears. His mindself screams through the agony, Nuniji merely stands and watches. Folding his arms behind his screaming self.
"Why does it hurt?! What did you do?!"
"Why would I hurt myself? Your mind is cursed. Your soul has been tampered with. Ḻ̷͚̣̟͔͖̳̳̫̲̝͍̰̄͐͂͌̍͐̏̒̽͆̂̂̀̕͟͡ͅo̷̢̝̺̣̙͉̱̤̍͆̉ͪ̅ͩr̵̹̫̬̳͈͈͕̬̦̬͍̣ͯ̾ͥͭ̓͊̓̆ͨ̀̚d̈͆̌ͮ͏̛̺̖̳̱̀̀ ̮̹̮̘̱̙̗̼̼̫̭̑̽ͥ̓̌̍͑ͫ̿ͤ͗͘͞ͅͅT̯̗͚̪̟͈͖͚̱͈̩͙͍͚̲̿̾̈̈́ͨ̾͘͝ͅÿ̴̛̯͍̼͉̩̤̤̜́̋ͤ͗ͤ̎͛ͧͨͭ̃͘͢͝ḡ̨̞̺̝̣͇̖͙ͤͭ̏̂̉̏͋ͭͭ͋̌ͬ͌́͠ͅr̸̛̝̱̖̳̟̬̙̬̖̮̖͈͙͇̰̯̐̉̔ͬͥ̄ͫͩ̽̄ͬͥͬͫ͗̋͒̾͟ͅͅͅe̵̖̫̹̯͇̜̦ͮ̋̓ͨͯ̉̅ͣͤ͋̂̎̂̾͋̒̾́l̽ͥ̑ͦ̓͏̷̷̝͇͖̰̥̻̘̹͕̳̮̞͓͓̪͠l̶̨̨̢͓̣̳̘̱͙̯̩͔̮̬̗̺̘̤̱̯̂̌ͬ̈̏͝ͅ ̓͋̂̊͂ͫ̀ͨ͒̍ͮ̄͌͂͊ͨ͏̛̰̯͈̺̣͕̹̹͠d̡̛͔̬͙̣͎͖͈͉͎͓̬̤̟̺͙̤̼̓ͤͮ̊̈́ͤͪ̍ͭ̄̽̌ͨ̀͞i̶̜̫̳̬͈̙̟̫͚ͮͧ̅̒̆̅ͪ͢d̴̶͈͉͕̳͔̞̺̙̹̖̟͚͓̼̲͓̣̺̝̆͒ͩͫͩ̆̽͋ͪ̑͟͠ ́̌̐̅̈͊̔̆̀͆̍͛̏̒̃͝͏͍̫̜̝̙͔̕͜t͛͛ͪ̔ͤͪ҉̣̻̙̹̩̥̘̠̘̣̟̦͕̘̰̭̙̗͓̕ḩ̴̮̣͇̝͍͖̳͕̘͖̮͖ͪ͗̿̋̌̎ͯ͊͒̒̽ͅį̷͍͎̩̠̼̳͆̆̌͆̓ͣ̈ͬͭͩͥͦ͛̚̚s̶̡͕̼̦̥̙̖̩͍̣̩̯̣̦̻͔̝͖̏̉͗ͧ͑ ̷ͨ̾̈́̒͗̂̇̎͛͑̑̏͐͗ͬͦͦ̉͞͏̵͇̟̬̭͙̥͕̥͔̫̳̦̘̖̭̯ṭ̛̛̞̯̪̥̜͈̓̎̚̚ö́ͪ́̏̾ͮͯ́҉̸̫̥̞̗͎̻̝̟͓̪̗͕̘͎͉̱̝̩̠ ̛͔̤̭̻̺̺̖̪̯̟̯̹̤̜̱̘͐̒ͩͩͮ͒̓̏ͤ̆̎ͣ̀̀ͅy̿͊̈̓̍͊̊̀ͮͥͬͭ͑҉̣͙̘̦̹̜̲̤̭̭̙̫͡o̢̡̨̥̰̪̖̠͔ͬ͗̂̐ͦ̓͗̉̔ͦ͘͠u̢͔̼̦̗̭̺̓ͦͤͨ̃ͯͮ̎ͪͩ͑̂̃̂ͦ̈́̀.̼̭̠̞̫̟̗̲̝̝̘̜̳̯̥̣̙̹͖̓̆ͭͧ̾͂ͣ̏̉̾̐̉̂͆̅͘... And you must get your revenge."
Utahis once again screams in pain at the mention of the distorted voice, taking a moment to recompose himself, he'd turn in the blackness that surrounds him in his mind.
"Then where do I begin?" He asks, a cold steely look on his eyes.
"Find again the banner of that small house. The one you recognize, pursue it. You will find your way home."
The door to the training room would snap open, four acolytes enter and begin sparring. Utahis, looks around, but Nuniji is no longer there. Utahis leaves the library and begins scouring for anything he can find... Many restless hours later. He sees what he is looking for.
His journey has only just begun.
Purpose.
"My name, is Utahis. I am a Sith Acolyte in the Horuset Powerbase. I have taught myself to speak once more. I have taught myself to be Sith, once more. I have taught myself to -live-, once more."
Utahis would take a moment, these words echo in his head as he meditates in the training room.
"I have scars from a rival unpunished, I have memories fractured and broken, I have a soul, perpetually in torment, and I have dreams forever in nightmares."
Taking a deep breath, he'd reflect on his new allies found in the battle with the undead... Uldrinn, Valkara.
"I have lost my mind, lost myself. But I will not break again. I know the coming trials will be tough, excruciating potentially even kill me...But Utahis will stand... I will stand. Aregra said I served purposefully. Utahis still hears those words. So that is what I will do. I will serve. I will ascend. I will give everything for my Empire. For my Emperor. For my new House."
Yet his mind, in this moment of clarity, still remembers the pain his body has felt. As though it is a screaming reminder that it will not let him rest.
"You still have to do it."
A voice from the corner of his mind would whisper.
"Do what?"
"Fulfill your purpose, Utahis."
"You know that I don't know my purpose. I don't even know your name. You're just a shadow who haunts my mind."
"I am the one who kept you alive when your body was all but broken. I am the one who fought your battles while you were trapped in your own head. I am a shadow, yes. But I am your shadow. I am what you used to be, I am what you used to represent."
"I still don't know your name."
"Mauler, Nuniji, Utahis all work. But... Call me Nuniji, it is, after all what I am. I've long awaited to speak with you like this. Utahis."
"Are you the one who keeps saving me in my nightmares?"
"Your own mind is working against you. In every way. Why do you think you receive migraines when you use the force? You are afflicted. No... You are cursed. You need to find your center. Piece together your past. Before the trails to come arrive.You need to be whole. I̤͖͞t̥͇̙̭͇̹͎'͓̯̟̲̰̝s ̮th̛͕̦e҉͔̩̜̘ ͇̭̻̖o̥͜n͇͍͠l͈̩͝y̞͓̘͚̱̝ ͚͓̠r̲̰̥͍ͅe͎̤͍á̬͙͓͎̜͙s̷̲o͚͈̤ṋ̝̻͍̺̬̬ ̜̦͚̝̜͎̥yo̘̼̖̙u̗̫̫͡ ̗̫̳̲̘s̶u҉̘̙̘͙̣ͅr̴ṿ̨í̖͙v͕́e̜̭̹͓͔̲̲d̢̞̺ t̛̛̗͉̣̻̱̝̺̩͙͍͉̯̦̹̠͍̭ͫ̓̈ͭ͗̀ͩ̓̀͋̿̍̍ͭ͂̓͜ḫ̴͖̬̦̰̳̫̲̺̰̥̫̭̞͖͚̓ͬ̑͗̈ͤ̾ͬ̔̂͋͌ͩͮͤͨ̅ͣ͟͝͞ͅè̸̷̤̞̼̟̫̿̌ͯ̑ͮ́̔ͬ̒͋̈́̐͒̚͠m̭͇̖̟̳̦͉̠̩̜̻̗̗͎̤̟̞̒ͤ͐ͯ̈́̓̒͂ͯ̇ͧ͠͞ ̀͒̅̈̒ͧͧ̅̅ͨ̚̚̚҉̢͔̳͇̲͉̭̘̭̦̗̟̟̥͍͟͟ͅͅl̴̵̼͉̻͉̘͎͉̙͕ͭͬ̎̇ͣ̊ͭ͒̔ͩ̌̄̓ͨ̎̈ͤ̚̚̕͘ḁ̡̡̞̲̩̲̠͔̫̟̘̭͕̜̇ͬ̋ͥͨ̀͡͡s͖͇͇͕̦͕̠̥̟̀̾͐͐͡͡ͅt̜̗̰͕̤͎̱͎̳̬͔̳͑̃̾̐͂̽̅̿̐͆̑̍̊̀̔͜͟͟͡͡ͅ ̸̢̧̨̝̗̖͆̿ͥ̓t̶̨̜͉̩̖̰̰̫̻͎̻̠͖͔̝̐̽̄͑̈́̉ͦ͆͊͒͊ͫ̕̕͠i̢͇͈̥͓̩ͮͣ̎͗̍̆̌̇̌̏ͧͩ̂͌ͩ̇̚͟m͙̝̺̹͎̳̹̂̽́̽̀̋̆ͩ̔ͬ͛̉̒ͧ͌̕è͎̦̝̜͓̝̟̟͓͍̽͛̉͂̅̔̀̕͞ͅ."
As this... Nuniji, this shade of Utahis' former self speaks the last sentence. Utahis hears nothing but muffled voice, echoed with a piercing ring in his ears. His mindself screams through the agony, Nuniji merely stands and watches. Folding his arms behind his screaming self.
"Why does it hurt?! What did you do?!"
"Why would I hurt myself? Your mind is cursed. Your soul has been tampered with. Ḻ̷͚̣̟͔͖̳̳̫̲̝͍̰̄͐͂͌̍͐̏̒̽͆̂̂̀̕͟͡ͅo̷̢̝̺̣̙͉̱̤̍͆̉ͪ̅ͩr̵̹̫̬̳͈͈͕̬̦̬͍̣ͯ̾ͥͭ̓͊̓̆ͨ̀̚d̈͆̌ͮ͏̛̺̖̳̱̀̀ ̮̹̮̘̱̙̗̼̼̫̭̑̽ͥ̓̌̍͑ͫ̿ͤ͗͘͞ͅͅT̯̗͚̪̟͈͖͚̱͈̩͙͍͚̲̿̾̈̈́ͨ̾͘͝ͅÿ̴̛̯͍̼͉̩̤̤̜́̋ͤ͗ͤ̎͛ͧͨͭ̃͘͢͝ḡ̨̞̺̝̣͇̖͙ͤͭ̏̂̉̏͋ͭͭ͋̌ͬ͌́͠ͅr̸̛̝̱̖̳̟̬̙̬̖̮̖͈͙͇̰̯̐̉̔ͬͥ̄ͫͩ̽̄ͬͥͬͫ͗̋͒̾͟ͅͅͅe̵̖̫̹̯͇̜̦ͮ̋̓ͨͯ̉̅ͣͤ͋̂̎̂̾͋̒̾́l̽ͥ̑ͦ̓͏̷̷̝͇͖̰̥̻̘̹͕̳̮̞͓͓̪͠l̶̨̨̢͓̣̳̘̱͙̯̩͔̮̬̗̺̘̤̱̯̂̌ͬ̈̏͝ͅ ̓͋̂̊͂ͫ̀ͨ͒̍ͮ̄͌͂͊ͨ͏̛̰̯͈̺̣͕̹̹͠d̡̛͔̬͙̣͎͖͈͉͎͓̬̤̟̺͙̤̼̓ͤͮ̊̈́ͤͪ̍ͭ̄̽̌ͨ̀͞i̶̜̫̳̬͈̙̟̫͚ͮͧ̅̒̆̅ͪ͢d̴̶͈͉͕̳͔̞̺̙̹̖̟͚͓̼̲͓̣̺̝̆͒ͩͫͩ̆̽͋ͪ̑͟͠ ́̌̐̅̈͊̔̆̀͆̍͛̏̒̃͝͏͍̫̜̝̙͔̕͜t͛͛ͪ̔ͤͪ҉̣̻̙̹̩̥̘̠̘̣̟̦͕̘̰̭̙̗͓̕ḩ̴̮̣͇̝͍͖̳͕̘͖̮͖ͪ͗̿̋̌̎ͯ͊͒̒̽ͅį̷͍͎̩̠̼̳͆̆̌͆̓ͣ̈ͬͭͩͥͦ͛̚̚s̶̡͕̼̦̥̙̖̩͍̣̩̯̣̦̻͔̝͖̏̉͗ͧ͑ ̷ͨ̾̈́̒͗̂̇̎͛͑̑̏͐͗ͬͦͦ̉͞͏̵͇̟̬̭͙̥͕̥͔̫̳̦̘̖̭̯ṭ̛̛̞̯̪̥̜͈̓̎̚̚ö́ͪ́̏̾ͮͯ́҉̸̫̥̞̗͎̻̝̟͓̪̗͕̘͎͉̱̝̩̠ ̛͔̤̭̻̺̺̖̪̯̟̯̹̤̜̱̘͐̒ͩͩͮ͒̓̏ͤ̆̎ͣ̀̀ͅy̿͊̈̓̍͊̊̀ͮͥͬͭ͑҉̣͙̘̦̹̜̲̤̭̭̙̫͡o̢̡̨̥̰̪̖̠͔ͬ͗̂̐ͦ̓͗̉̔ͦ͘͠u̢͔̼̦̗̭̺̓ͦͤͨ̃ͯͮ̎ͪͩ͑̂̃̂ͦ̈́̀.̼̭̠̞̫̟̗̲̝̝̘̜̳̯̥̣̙̹͖̓̆ͭͧ̾͂ͣ̏̉̾̐̉̂͆̅͘... And you must get your revenge."
Utahis once again screams in pain at the mention of the distorted voice, taking a moment to recompose himself, he'd turn in the blackness that surrounds him in his mind.
"Then where do I begin?" He asks, a cold steely look on his eyes.
"Find again the banner of that small house. The one you recognize, pursue it. You will find your way home."
The door to the training room would snap open, four acolytes enter and begin sparring. Utahis, looks around, but Nuniji is no longer there. Utahis leaves the library and begins scouring for anything he can find... Many restless hours later. He sees what he is looking for.
His journey has only just begun.
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