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29-04-2023, 09:48 PM
I landed upon Yavin 4 moon earlier than the computer predicted, nothing too out of the ordinary just a four minute difference. It was already middle of the night when I started packing all the recquired belongings into my bag and readying myself for the journey. Such a Journey...voices and whispers in my head, they would not stop even for a minute, telling me to go and find that place. I have seen it only in my dreams...or rather nightmares, considering that they consisted of mutilated bodies, seas of blood and many more grotesque images. I've started with my speeder, trying to cover as large a distance as possible on first day. Unfortunately I spotted tracks, I was being observed and followed by most likely some massassi hunters still lingering the ruined temple world. It was obvious the loud noise produced by a speeder was drawing them. I smirked, I could handle one, two or three of the fully grown up hunters but an entire hunting pack or a tribe? Never. I dropped my speeder, activated my transponder to find it on my way back, and set on foot from this point on making sure to covering my own tracks aswell as concealing my presence within the force.
It's middle of the night now, a normal human would recquire a sleep and some food perhaps but instead I have placed my mind in a half meditative state, allowing this partial stasis to reduce the need for those mortal weaknesses. I feel stronger here, the presence of such pure Dark Side energy is, well, its hard to describe but its refreshing much like a soft chilly breeze on hot day. The pure, untapped energy lingering in air itself is beautiful. On the first day of travel I covered a distance of about 70 kilometers, I was not trying to quicken the pace nor press myself to run. I needed to conserve my energy for possible fights and extended meditation because I knew the rations I took would only be enough for a week, no more. In hindisght, I should have brought more but I couldnt. I had to make haste on the day, I was told to do so. Shake it off, Therdel, this is just your subonciousness right now. You have not meddled with the dead for a long time, they would not attempt to drive you onto Yavin without any particular reason at all. You just need refreshment, another connection to Dark Side nexus or at least thats what I thought was happening.
Days passed, I kept walking. I had to consume the first two parts of my rations and medical supplies. I was ambushed by massassi , four of them, lightsaber was of no use upon their flesh but my skill in the force managed to kill two and drive the rest off. Yet despite this, one of the thrown spears sliced across my left side and broke one rib. This wound reduced my traveling speed, I was no longer able to cover around 70-80 kilometers per day, hindering me to 50km. Maze of woods, bushes, forests hid me from another ambush but also covered me in thicket. Somehow I constantly felt where I'm heading is the correct path, I started noticing ruins, mushy and moss covered stone, long time ago claimed by jungle. I stopped by to make a first longer rest here aswell as hunt for something to eat, my rations were running short, despite careful limiting and my sustaining medtation, the wound and need of recovery made me consume far more than I thought was wise. Many would consider a hunt in the night to be dangerous, but many are not force sensetives. I spotted it, perfect , accompanied by a quick force choke to put the beast down. I came closer to it, took out my vibroknife in order to gather up the best meaty parts and then it struck me. Red cloud covered my vision, I felt irony taste of blood in my mouth, I felt pieces of meat stuck in between my teeth, saliva mixed with fresh beast blood was running across my chin. I woke up in my bed roll, an image of absolute horror, blood and meat pieces were covering my clawed gauntelts. I sensed the taste of red meat in my teeth, and finally spotted the mutilated carcass of beast beside. I did that? How! I kept asking myself, I did not remember such a berserking feeling having overwhelmed me and dominated my mind. I had no memories of that event but it was already morning. What else have happened? Then I noticed it and it sparked a curiosity in my mind; claw marks upon mushy stones in the surrounding area, broken twigs and tracks of my boots and hands... like I was walking on all four. There were marks of my bare teeth upon beast carcass. Disgusting, yet somehow I didnt feel weird or disturbed by it. It felt somehow... natural. Hmm, very strange.
I started feeling that I'm closing in on my destination. A small temple like building, covered in moss and jungle flora have arised before me on horizon, it was close to dawn so I ignited my makeshifted torch and proceeded, even with that memory of the beast having buried itself in my memory, it did not falter my desire to search for that temple. Strange writing upon front entrance, I took out my holo pad and opened translation from high sith to common and it bleeped up the warning, "Tresspassers beware, and find yourself in darkness eternal." Pleasant, I thought to myself, after noticing such a wonderful invitation I without hesitation entered the temple. My torch was strangely giving off a very small, almost dim light but it didn't seem to be thedoing of the force but rather just the way the temple was constructed with strange shapes and runes upon walls. The floor and ceilling struck me the most, they seemed familiar but I had no recollection of ever seeing it in the past, I just felt they're... nevermind. I again discarded that feeling and proceeded. The corridor seemed to be endless, I maybe walked for an hour already but still it seemed like chamber was very far from me. Finally I got there, it seemed the temple was constructed only of corridor and this massive chamber I was in now. It seemed immensly huge with only urns and an altar in the middle. I started feeling it again, my nose was struck with scent of blood, but it wasnt fresh it was dried out and could have had two or three days, but no source of such was seen. My thoughts diverted into attempting to force sense or see the reason behind such strange occurences, but nothing was shown. Yet, I felt one thing; a strong prescence of the Dark Side in here. Anger and hatred, all those emotions were somehow compressed into this chamber but they did not fill me with strength like they should but rather unease. To attune myself better I started meditating. An hour, two, then three passed and nothing until finally I felt like I'm falling sleep. I alighted some incense to increase the potency of my meditation. However, this strange feeling of sleep was stronger, much stronger.
Colors: red, purple, green and orange have flashed in front of my eyes, then darkness. I felt like I was literally swimming in a very sticky, well made pitch black mass. I couldnt move, the liquid did not allowed me. I started seeing shades, one after another they begun moving through the liquid like they were part of it, their grey-ish color made them visible but still pretty much melding with the liquid. They begun touching me, I felt clawed hands move across my body, I felt them digging into my skin, my eyes, my mouth. I wanted to scream but I couldnt utter a single sound to escape from my lips and it just kept continuing on and on. Shades carried on ripping my flesh to shreds with those dammed clawed hands. They were relentless and I wanted to fight them but I couldnt move. After what felt like an eternity, I woke up again, bleeding from various wounds, sweaty and tired I came back into consciouness in the chamber. I noticed blood on my own hands. I did it to myself? Why, what is happening to me!? I started panicking, I wanted to leave the temple but my wounds were so severe I couldnt move at all. I rose to a sitting position and glanced around yet nothing changed. I screamed loudly, again and again but I didnt even hear an echo despite the fact that it should certainly be there. I focused my eyes on the altar and crawled to it, like a worm I moved across ground leaving an artistic stain of blood scrawled across the flour as it constantly poured from my body. I started writing with blood, I didnt know I could write... write in high sith? But somehow the words were making sense to me, these hireoglyphs I wrote stated, "I have arrived. I have passed the test. Let me in." What could it mean? Why did I write that? I fell unconcious soon after that, blood loss and the exhaustion of a body that literally tried to rip itself apart was too much, even for me.
"You have finally come my child. It is a good time for you to find me and for me to find you...", I woke up in darkness again. Who was talking to me and where am I? This sea of black liquid haunts me but no shades this time. I havent seen the source of the strange voice but I could somehow tell it was a female one.
"Do not fear my child, you're safe with me here. I have much to show you...", I wanted to ask questions, but again the black liquid drained me of any possibility to do anything. So I remained with curiosity having taken over me. I stopped resisting for now, like it mattered at all. "Good, we can begin...", the voice said and I was struck with colors, visions of both past and present - my past? What was it? No, it never happened! Yet what if it could? No, thats not true, thats not possible...Wait, is that me? It can't be me yet he looks so similar. Who are those people? Is that Korriban? No, no, its Ziost now then Yavin 4. I couldnt understand what those visions meant... they were certainly meaningful but I will need much more time to analyze it. I awoke again, the blood was gone and my wounds remained but they were different, they seemed to have patterns. I checked myself and something made sense. It all became runes, runes in high sith; names, locations, incantations, I have made a literal book upon my body,but why? I need to udnerstand, I know it must mean something.
I have returned to my ship and strangely the massassi were avoiding me. Hmm, but I knew my purpose and I have felt a change in the nature of the force around me. I'll return and serve the empire even better than before. There is a change, I pointed to my head mindlessly, and its the most important change in my life so far...
It's middle of the night now, a normal human would recquire a sleep and some food perhaps but instead I have placed my mind in a half meditative state, allowing this partial stasis to reduce the need for those mortal weaknesses. I feel stronger here, the presence of such pure Dark Side energy is, well, its hard to describe but its refreshing much like a soft chilly breeze on hot day. The pure, untapped energy lingering in air itself is beautiful. On the first day of travel I covered a distance of about 70 kilometers, I was not trying to quicken the pace nor press myself to run. I needed to conserve my energy for possible fights and extended meditation because I knew the rations I took would only be enough for a week, no more. In hindisght, I should have brought more but I couldnt. I had to make haste on the day, I was told to do so. Shake it off, Therdel, this is just your subonciousness right now. You have not meddled with the dead for a long time, they would not attempt to drive you onto Yavin without any particular reason at all. You just need refreshment, another connection to Dark Side nexus or at least thats what I thought was happening.
Days passed, I kept walking. I had to consume the first two parts of my rations and medical supplies. I was ambushed by massassi , four of them, lightsaber was of no use upon their flesh but my skill in the force managed to kill two and drive the rest off. Yet despite this, one of the thrown spears sliced across my left side and broke one rib. This wound reduced my traveling speed, I was no longer able to cover around 70-80 kilometers per day, hindering me to 50km. Maze of woods, bushes, forests hid me from another ambush but also covered me in thicket. Somehow I constantly felt where I'm heading is the correct path, I started noticing ruins, mushy and moss covered stone, long time ago claimed by jungle. I stopped by to make a first longer rest here aswell as hunt for something to eat, my rations were running short, despite careful limiting and my sustaining medtation, the wound and need of recovery made me consume far more than I thought was wise. Many would consider a hunt in the night to be dangerous, but many are not force sensetives. I spotted it, perfect , accompanied by a quick force choke to put the beast down. I came closer to it, took out my vibroknife in order to gather up the best meaty parts and then it struck me. Red cloud covered my vision, I felt irony taste of blood in my mouth, I felt pieces of meat stuck in between my teeth, saliva mixed with fresh beast blood was running across my chin. I woke up in my bed roll, an image of absolute horror, blood and meat pieces were covering my clawed gauntelts. I sensed the taste of red meat in my teeth, and finally spotted the mutilated carcass of beast beside. I did that? How! I kept asking myself, I did not remember such a berserking feeling having overwhelmed me and dominated my mind. I had no memories of that event but it was already morning. What else have happened? Then I noticed it and it sparked a curiosity in my mind; claw marks upon mushy stones in the surrounding area, broken twigs and tracks of my boots and hands... like I was walking on all four. There were marks of my bare teeth upon beast carcass. Disgusting, yet somehow I didnt feel weird or disturbed by it. It felt somehow... natural. Hmm, very strange.
I started feeling that I'm closing in on my destination. A small temple like building, covered in moss and jungle flora have arised before me on horizon, it was close to dawn so I ignited my makeshifted torch and proceeded, even with that memory of the beast having buried itself in my memory, it did not falter my desire to search for that temple. Strange writing upon front entrance, I took out my holo pad and opened translation from high sith to common and it bleeped up the warning, "Tresspassers beware, and find yourself in darkness eternal." Pleasant, I thought to myself, after noticing such a wonderful invitation I without hesitation entered the temple. My torch was strangely giving off a very small, almost dim light but it didn't seem to be thedoing of the force but rather just the way the temple was constructed with strange shapes and runes upon walls. The floor and ceilling struck me the most, they seemed familiar but I had no recollection of ever seeing it in the past, I just felt they're... nevermind. I again discarded that feeling and proceeded. The corridor seemed to be endless, I maybe walked for an hour already but still it seemed like chamber was very far from me. Finally I got there, it seemed the temple was constructed only of corridor and this massive chamber I was in now. It seemed immensly huge with only urns and an altar in the middle. I started feeling it again, my nose was struck with scent of blood, but it wasnt fresh it was dried out and could have had two or three days, but no source of such was seen. My thoughts diverted into attempting to force sense or see the reason behind such strange occurences, but nothing was shown. Yet, I felt one thing; a strong prescence of the Dark Side in here. Anger and hatred, all those emotions were somehow compressed into this chamber but they did not fill me with strength like they should but rather unease. To attune myself better I started meditating. An hour, two, then three passed and nothing until finally I felt like I'm falling sleep. I alighted some incense to increase the potency of my meditation. However, this strange feeling of sleep was stronger, much stronger.
Colors: red, purple, green and orange have flashed in front of my eyes, then darkness. I felt like I was literally swimming in a very sticky, well made pitch black mass. I couldnt move, the liquid did not allowed me. I started seeing shades, one after another they begun moving through the liquid like they were part of it, their grey-ish color made them visible but still pretty much melding with the liquid. They begun touching me, I felt clawed hands move across my body, I felt them digging into my skin, my eyes, my mouth. I wanted to scream but I couldnt utter a single sound to escape from my lips and it just kept continuing on and on. Shades carried on ripping my flesh to shreds with those dammed clawed hands. They were relentless and I wanted to fight them but I couldnt move. After what felt like an eternity, I woke up again, bleeding from various wounds, sweaty and tired I came back into consciouness in the chamber. I noticed blood on my own hands. I did it to myself? Why, what is happening to me!? I started panicking, I wanted to leave the temple but my wounds were so severe I couldnt move at all. I rose to a sitting position and glanced around yet nothing changed. I screamed loudly, again and again but I didnt even hear an echo despite the fact that it should certainly be there. I focused my eyes on the altar and crawled to it, like a worm I moved across ground leaving an artistic stain of blood scrawled across the flour as it constantly poured from my body. I started writing with blood, I didnt know I could write... write in high sith? But somehow the words were making sense to me, these hireoglyphs I wrote stated, "I have arrived. I have passed the test. Let me in." What could it mean? Why did I write that? I fell unconcious soon after that, blood loss and the exhaustion of a body that literally tried to rip itself apart was too much, even for me.
"You have finally come my child. It is a good time for you to find me and for me to find you...", I woke up in darkness again. Who was talking to me and where am I? This sea of black liquid haunts me but no shades this time. I havent seen the source of the strange voice but I could somehow tell it was a female one.
"Do not fear my child, you're safe with me here. I have much to show you...", I wanted to ask questions, but again the black liquid drained me of any possibility to do anything. So I remained with curiosity having taken over me. I stopped resisting for now, like it mattered at all. "Good, we can begin...", the voice said and I was struck with colors, visions of both past and present - my past? What was it? No, it never happened! Yet what if it could? No, thats not true, thats not possible...Wait, is that me? It can't be me yet he looks so similar. Who are those people? Is that Korriban? No, no, its Ziost now then Yavin 4. I couldnt understand what those visions meant... they were certainly meaningful but I will need much more time to analyze it. I awoke again, the blood was gone and my wounds remained but they were different, they seemed to have patterns. I checked myself and something made sense. It all became runes, runes in high sith; names, locations, incantations, I have made a literal book upon my body,but why? I need to udnerstand, I know it must mean something.
I have returned to my ship and strangely the massassi were avoiding me. Hmm, but I knew my purpose and I have felt a change in the nature of the force around me. I'll return and serve the empire even better than before. There is a change, I pointed to my head mindlessly, and its the most important change in my life so far...
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