1 The Sith

{Author's/Note: Firstly, hello to all the readers. Secondly, I got an idea to write this story because of fan-fic I read a long time ago here on WebNovel, I don't remember the name. All I know is that it is somewhat similar to what I am writing. I can't seem to be able to find it, so if anyone knows it or remembers it, please do comment it here for us.

Thirdly, I will get this straight off the bat. Even though I am a big fan of star wars, doesn't mean I know everything from it, for it is not plausible to remember and memorize everything, especially since its fiction and has no benefit or purpose to one's life. 

Fourthly, since this is an AU, Author's original universe… to some extent. The main fan-fiction part of this story is Star wars, which is also considered an AU and you will see why later on. I will base many things from the Legends part of Star Wars and some from SWTOR, some parts from Fanon if it coincides with what I want to write, and not many things will come from Canon. 

I will be getting the majority of my information from wiki, as I can't remember everything I have read and seen. If I make any mistakes when it comes to Star Wars lore, you may point it out, just keep in mind that this is still an AU, meaning there will be many changes as I have said previously.

The fictional universe will be to some degree inspired by The Forgotten Realms (D&D) and some parts from other high fantasy fictions such as LoTR, ASOIAF, and etcetera. This will be used as a foundation for world building and much more. One more thing, a lot of the chapters and arcs, as well as the events that happen will be inspired by many other works of fiction.

And lastly, as you know by now, the Main Character is obviously a Sith, in more than just name. Being who he is, and recreating the order of the Sith, but in his unique way. It will still be Sith and do a degree dark and "edgy" if that's what you want to call it. Just some changes, and you will understand that as you continue reading. So don't come complaining and disrespectfully criticizing when this is obviously a work of fiction, a fanfiction and has no significant impact on your lives or mine. That's it for now, hope you enjoy reading the story and have a great day.}

 

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In a vast great forest, on a confluence(land where two rivers split), a figure of what can be assumed as a man can be seen laying on the ground, with a dark metallic armor of intricate design.

 

Waking up groggily, the man sits up and holds his head with his right hand, massaging his temples.

 

"What….?" the man is utterly confused, stuttering with his words.

 

[MC's POV]

 

Why am I here… this is not Dathomir. I am… This is strange… 

 

I have two sets of memories, two sets of emotions and experiences. As if I have lived two lives. One, I am Benjamin Franks, an ex-navy seal, and a fan of many works of fiction and a history geek. And the second… a Dark Lord of the Sith who goes by the name of Adzishâl. But commonly known as Darth Rathus, the Emperor's Wrath.

 

Benjamin Franks, on his… or my last deployment. Me and my squad where on a covert operation to infiltrate the enemy base and locate the leader of said enemy. The operation was successful, yet an uncalculated mishap resulted in me and one of my squad members dying.

 

As for me, Adzishâl. I was wandering the lands of Dathomir in hopes of furthering my knowledge on both the force, and the intricate usages of the dark side of the force from the native sorcerers of Dathomir. I was studying under them, and as were they. Expanding our views and knowledge on the force. The date was during the New Sith Wars, I survived for a long time, being both a Sith and a user of the force. I could live for over a millennium with no issues. By Benjamin's knowledge and memories, it would have been 1450 BBY by my calculations. One and a half decade after the Battle of Mizra. 

 

I myself, did not care much for what the Sith were doing. After the defeat of the Emperor, I achieved many great accomplishments with both Sith Alchemy and Magic, as well as Bioengineering, as it matched with my research. Later on, I left and with the knowledge and powers I have gained, I stayed alive for a long time, prolonging my life, and eventually achieving a semi-immortal state two decades before the Battle of Mizra.

 

And now here I am. Truly this is absurd, I have memories of two different men from two different universes. Benjamin who enjoys star wars and is a big fan of it and thinks of the Sith and our universe, a work of fiction, an imaginary tale of sorts. Truly, this is a bizarre case. I don't feel like I am Benjamin. I am me… Darth Rathus, with memories and knowledge of Benjamin Franks. 

 

With my knowledge, this will be subsided, as the Darkside of the Force doesn't like weakness… No, I used to fear weakness. Eventually I learned to hate it, instead of fear it. I, Darth Rathus, who rose by learning to tame, conquer, and eventually overcome my fear and gain power in hate and anger, instead of fear. I can't bring myself to not be Darth Rathus.

 

But the most bizarre thing of all, within the memories of Benjamin. There is nothing about me, Darth Rathus or even my name Adzishâl. Even though there is memories of The Emperor's Wrath, it is not me. Which means as stated from Benjamin's memories, I come from a different… Multiverse. Nevertheless, leaving that for later, with these newfound memories I am truly conflicted on how to continue with what I know of this. But it is also clear how I should proceed with what I have attained.

 

As I stand up, a holographic screen appears in front of me. Ignoring the words and looking for what activated it on my suit. I look at my upper left wrist and the holograph button is not activated.

 

Looking back at the screen, I freeze. And nervously chuckle at the predicament I am in. Looking at this ridiculous thing I can't help but say, "Is this a joke?"

 

(Wiki)

-Browse

-Search: ...…

(Blueprints)

-Browse

-Search: ...…

 

{A/N: I will only add these. If there is anything you want me to add or specify, just ask. Like for example if you want me to add a list of his Force powers and abilities, and his rank with these powers and abilities.}

 

I have no words to describe what I am witnessing. For genuinely this is indeed a strange circumstance. Pressing the browse option on the blueprints, two categories show up. Earth and Star Wars, and there are hundreds of sub-categories, with tens of thousands of blueprints in them from both my world and Benjamin's. Each blueprint is detailed to the bone. 

 

Not a single thing left out. Even theories on the blueprint itself is there. It is the same for the Wiki, two categories Earth and Star Wars, with many sub-categories. There is also this part in both the Wiki and Blueprints; ( ). A blank category. I will definitely need to look into it, could be something major.

 

Once I obtain a blueprint, I will be able to construct/craft the blueprint, and all I need is the materials to construct said blueprint. Even if the blueprint is advanced, there is a button taking you to the lesser version of this blueprint, and so on and so on. Like a technology tree, from zero to hundred. Start with the basics and work your way up.

 

As I turn right to walk towards the river, I see a big chest. My chest, the one I always bring with me. A grin adorns my face as I approach it, hoping for my stuff to still be there.

 

This chest may look unique in design and complex. That wasn't the intention, this chest is a work of both Alchemy and Magic, how so? It took me years to perfect it. There is only one way to open this chest, and that is through the usage of the force. And even then, there is hundreds of tiny locks and hundreds of combinations for it to unlock. If you memorize them, like I did, it will take you a second to unlock.

 

As I open it, a small chuckle comes out of me at what I have just seen. If my eyes don't deceive me, this, and the blueprints… I will be able to rebuild the Sith Empire… no scratch that. I will build my own Sith Empire far better and greater.

 

1. Sith Holocrons 8x (Darth Malgus – Darth Nox – Darth Thanaton – Darth Nihilus – Darth Marr – Exar Kun - Naga Sadow – Marka Ragnos)

2. Sith Scrolls 24x {A/N: Scrolls on the Sith Language, Codes, Spells/Incantations, and much more.}

3. Tulak Hord's Lightsaber

4. Darth Malgus' Lightsaber 

5. Ancient Sith Sword

7. Lightsabers 9x.

8. Kyber Crystals 23x (Colorless/Unbonded)

9. Pouches of Alchemical Ingredients.

10. Scepter of Ragnos.

11. Book of the Sith

 

Even with all this and much more, the most important one of all is the Scepter of Ragnos. This is the artifact which will allow me to build a great and vast empire.

 

Indeed… with this I will accomplish much. I look around and think to myself that there is one thing for sure, I know this is not a world I am familiar with. I look up at the stars. They are strange and unfamiliar and on top of that, there are two moons, and they look very hospitable. Interesting…

 

With the knowledge of what I have attained and the knowledge of my own universe and Benjamin's, and the stories of his world. I know for certain that it is plausible that I am no longer in my world, as the stars, the constellations are unfamiliar to me. Not of any world I have been to. Either I am on a completely different and extremely far way galaxy or this is a completely different universe. I am leaning more towards the latter; the force here feels… strange.

 

Conclusion? A grin adorns my masked face. A world full of possibilities to explore for me. A whole new world, a new universe, where I can thrive, and gain strength far more than I could have previously hoped or imagined.

 

I can sense and feel the strength and versatility of the Force. It is free here, unlike the usual. It is Dark, yet Light. There is a balance, but it doesn't seek it, doesn't relish it, as if it is indifferent to it. Indeed, a strange world… for me to reap from. 

 

Sighing heavily, as if the weight from my shoulders had been removed. Decades of war, from two different worlds. One where I fought a war of lies and another, a war for conquest, a war to be free, a war to survive and grow stronger. Where I did not have much say on what is to be done. Even though I was Darth Rathus, the most versatile Sith Lord to grace that era, the Emperor's Wrath, the most powerful Darth. The one who defeated Tenebrae, the Sith Emperor and many foes before him.

 

Now, I am free to choose my own wars, start and end wars, gain strength unhindered or suppressed. The force here, an untapped well for me to conquer it all for myself. A free world, one untouched by Sith or Jedi.

 

I gather myself as I am ready to declare to the world I am here, that I am here to conquer, to reap, to thrive. I start to channel the Darkside of the Force and start to chant the Sith code, once more I shall, in my own way. 

 

The clouds gather as they darken, the rivers tremble, forests rustle, mountains quake, and earth shatter. The animals spread far from the vortex of power.

 

"There is no peace, there is anger.

There is no fear, there is power.

There is no death, there is immortality.

There is no weakness, there is the Dark Side.

 

I am the heart of darkness.

I know no fear.

But rather I instill it in my enemies.

I am the destroyer of worlds.

I know the power of the Dark Side.

I am the fire of hate.

 

All the universe bows before me.

I pledge myself to the darkness.

For I have found true life.

In the death of the light.

 

Peace is a lie, there is only passion.

Through passion and obsession, I gain strength.

Through strength and conviction, I gain power.

Through power and will, I gain victory.

Through victory, my chains are broken.

The Force shall free me.

Once more the Sith shall rule,

And bring peace to all its people.

They all will know, the true Power of the Darkside."

 

As I finish the chant, my declaration, the power of the Darkside unleashes forth for miles, a wave of unhindered power. Washing over all as if the wind of an unstoppable storm. The sky turning red, as streaks of lightning pulsate through it, clouds as grey as smoke.

Now, I know my purpose, my freedom is ahead, the power I have always sought to obtain, the bane of my past life no longer relevant. Here, I shall prevail, here I shall stand taller than all, here I will dominate all, with fervor and joy.

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Name: Adzishâl

Title: Dark Rathus | Sith Lord | Sith Sorcerer | Emperor's Wrath | The Wandering Sith | 

Race: Sith Pureblood

Height: 208 cm (6'8 ft)

Weight: 125 kg (277 lbs)

Skin: Red

Eye Color: Bright Orange

Hair Color: Black

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