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Standing here, he could not help but contemplate the past few months. He had slaved away tirelessly in his lab, studying data and pulling out old research on the sole obsession of his psyche: the galactic center. In many ways, it's existence and unifying presence was perhaps an analogy to the Dark Side of the force itself. Without it, the galaxy would drift apart and fade away, along with all sentient life within it. The never ending maw of destruction that lay at the heart of their combined civilization was both the cornerstone and uncaring devourer of their reality. Perhaps that is why Sal had devoted so much time towards it in his scientific studies throughout the galaxy, looking where others did not. Other Sith, like so many of the new 'Darth's' that were being newly minted, were false prophets- content to rest upon antiquated knowledge and the ancient teachings of long dead sith lords.
They were blinded by their contentment, something that Sal could not stand. He was a sorcerer, a scientist, a visionary. Where other sith preferred to travel the galaxy to learn ancient or exotic rituals or secrets, he sought to create his own, to pave new roads instead of treading ones of old. He was a creator, one who embraced the duality of his existence as both maker and destroyer- for, in truth, they were one in the same. Such was the Dark Side of the force. It was to this end, that his research had finally brought him here, the ancient and glorious dark temple of Yavin IV. His field of study, the relation of the Force itself to the fabric of reality, was based on his thesis of the 'Three Pillars' as he called it in his journals. Space, Life, Time- all three were connected both through each other in a trinity, but within the confines of the force itself, the unifying singularity within which this trinity operated. They were his key, the way to open a door to what lay beyond this fake reality of his. Tonight, he would take his first step towards enlightenment, the beginning of a journey through mind, soul, and essence itself.
Tonight, he would create perfection through destruction.
The albino Devaronian watched as the sun continued to set. Yavin IV was powerful in the ancient dark side of the force, a testament to the strength and agony imposed by sith lords of centuries before. It was here that he would draw upon their lingering suffering and malaise to achieve his breakthrough, yet, he was not alone in this final pursuit.
Sal had called upon his fellow sith, those whom he had previously known and those who he had been referred to, to help him in this endeavor. He would required a deep meditation to achieve the mental clarity and attunement to the dark side to channel his power into this new spell he wished to unveil. Such a process, while simple, was unpredictable, especially when given the chaotic nature of both the source of his connection to the dark side, as well as the lingering suffering clouding the Sith Temple. While he doubted anything might happen, it would help to keep some colleagues handy in case his trance might go awry.
The sorcerer closed his eyes as the red sky grew darker, it was nearly time. For once in a very long time, he felt sane again, his normal flamboyance having subsided in the face of total and complete concentration, the beginning of a very long trance, and an even longer night.
Still, he was expecting company. The only question was who would answer his call?
OOC: This thread is open to any sith or legion members interested in more of a mystical dark side experience. While I won't spoil some of the surprises I have in store, I will say that if you like fighting off hordes of forgotten spirits/monsters/etc. then this is definitely up your alley. The journey that the contributing sith go through will explore the spiritual aspects of the dark side and, by the end of the night, may leave them stronger than they were at the start.