I know that Sith are supposed to be strong and that death of a comrad (In my case a love) should only fuel our hate.. it does, but only for.. him.. I have lost everyhing that is important to me.. first my family.. then my life.. them my love.. Some of you may not know what I am speaking of because I have never spoken about my past. Well.. a long time ago in a galaxy far far away I was born on a planet that shall remain nameless. One night I was trying to get some sleep when I discovered Zim (Some of you know who Zim is.. a alien that looks like this 0] ). He took me aboard his ship and showed my around the universe (Little did I know his friends slaughtered my family) and to his home planet of
Tolangi there I learned the ways of the Jedi.. later I got involved with a war.. Iand to make a long story short.. I died.. only to be brought back many years later.. I found out that he was responseable for killing my family and that everything I knew was long gone that is hwen I became a sith.. for revenge.. But.. it doesn't matter anymore.. I leave my ship the
Spider's Trap and control of
Tolangi (Which I managed to get) to TSO. Be strong my firends.. by the time you heav read this.. I will be dead..
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