Chapter 32: Sith Temple of Moraband

Hunt for the Map Arc, Part 7: The Whills' decision and Regrets of the Past...

Me, Jinx, Aureole, Bossk, KRONOS-327, Aura Sing, Onca and Bulduga, Twazzi and Robonino.

That was our current group.

We had hurriedly made our way 8n the direction the Tracking Fobs had showed us the others were. We prepared for battle as wlthe sounds of baster fire and explosions had increased.

After a few more minutes we had arrived at the chaotic battlefield.

Hundreds or maybe even thousands of Moraband Serpants had surrounded the other Hunters.

Kal Neral, Jack Stone, Latts Razzi, Jango, Cad Bane, Rako Hardeen, Sugi and her group, Sixtat, Moralo Eval, Derrown, Dagger and his team of 15 members.

They were all surrounded by the thousands of Moraband Serpants and Sith Worshipers.

That didn't concern me, what did was the Serpants.

They were tuned to the Dark Side, The Whills had conjoined them into a singular being in order to form a test for yoda during the episode "Sacrifice".

They had formed an Illusion of the spirits of the Ancient Sith.

And in these numbers they can prove a threat.

Jason: "Hey, bout' damn time you guys showed up!"

Kal: "Yeah! I was stuck with fried Gungan voice over here fur the past 40 minutes!"

Jason: "The Fuck did you say I sound like?!"

Kal: "You heard me! Why do you need a voice changer anyway! It sounds like someone's dying!"

Jason: "I'll show you who is dying!"

Jango: Shut up you two! Vent your anger on the enemies!"

Kal/Jason: "Indeed!"

Adrian: "What's got those two in a tangle?"

Jack: "The snakes are creating Illusions of things they know about. Kal had an Illusion of his father and Dagger had one of a togrutan girl who may have been his bow deceased lover."

Kal and Jason seemed to want to scold Jack for spilling their secrets but Jinx cut that short.

Jinx: "Did they say unrelated to light or fire?"

Aura: "What useless crap is that?! Get over hear and help us fight these things.

Sugi: "Non that I noticed."

Embo: (my "illusion" was off a person I know was burned alive. When I mentioned it, they became very aggressive.)

Embo answered as he threw his hat outwards and it bisected the heads of dozens of snakes and circled back to him.

The group I was with had already joined the battle but I didn't as I wanted to fight from a distance away from those snakes.

Something about them gives me a bad feeling...

Jinx: "Anyone have any cold based means of offensive!"

She had joined in and her gattling gun had began firing blue beams of frost.

Courtesy of an upgrade by me to replicate most elements of the Borderlands games. Currently she was using the Frost element from Borderlands 3.

Latts: "Why?"

Jinx: "They are vulnerable to specific elements, it would be noticible if you know about it, like i do, from the Illusions. Use anything cold against them!"

???: "Die for the Sit- AGHH!!!"

A Sith Worshiper donned in black and red tinted robes had tried lunging lunging me with a ceremonial dagger from behind me.

I grabbed him from the throat with one hand, I wanted him alive to interrogate.

That's when I realised something strange, his arm began molting? No, not molting, but something made of pure darkness slithered along his arm to mine!

I snapped the Sith Worshipers neck and tried grabbing the moving darkness, it was then I realised it had two bright red eyes.

Jinx: "It can phase through you Armour! Kill it!"

Without delay, my armour had began to emit constant streams of white shimmering crystals, my body and been encased in ice like a statue, and me along with it.

I heard some noises and saw both Jinx and Aureole looking at me with worry, they must have thought I was frozen in the ice.

All that was frozen was my immediete surrounding. I could see that the Moraband Serpant had been completely encased in ice.

I moved my body with only slight resistance, but I effortlessly broke free from my temporary ice prison.

If Jinx was wary of these snakes, then so am I, and I sure as he'll won't let it near me.

The ice that was once around me had shattered like glass, including the frozen serpent.

Adrian: "What are these things?"

Jinx: "They entrap you and lure you with temptations and Illusions. When you have been seduced by it, or directly injected by its venom...anything can happen to you at that point depending on who you are."

Adrian: "What if it bit you?"

Jinx: "Revan..."

She didn't need to say anymore regarding her analogy. I know that Revan was once a Jedi but fell to the Dark Side and reverted back to both sides constantly in a back and forth game.

I could be subjected to the same fate as he had been.

Adrian: "Let's deal with these things then!"

I said as I took out dozens of Witcher Blizzard bombs and threw them everywhere across the battle field.

...

The battle had been easy after I had helped to take care of the Moraband Serpant army with my Blizzard bombs.

The Sith Worshipers were weaker then a primal tribe against a Beskar armoured Mandalorian.

I and Cad Bane had quite the fun in torturing the ever living Hell out of a few of the captives.

Jinx had used a Mind Trick in secret on some of them to speed things along.

We all came with the same results, a Sith Temple held an powerful ancient artifact.

We were not able to get any infraction of what the artifact was, but we do know of its relative location.

Jack: "There's an Temple like structure to the West the time I was here. I didn't visit them back then but it should be a point of interest."

Adrian: "I bet all money wjat the client wants is here."

Bane: "I'll pass that bet."

Jason: " I'll take that bet! Come on Blue-Skin, bet with us!"

Bane: "Unlike you, I don't want to lose my credits again."

Jango: "Back on track. We should decide how to coordinate everyone here."

Bane: "Yeah, far too many deadweights if we go together. It'll give me a headache."

Adrain: "We should form up into four teams. The group leaders will be me, Jango, Bane and Dagger."

Bane: "Good choices."

Jango: "Yes. Dagger has his brigade of 15, it's best if he led his own guys. Better efficiency. And the three of us are natural leaders to take up this role. Buy who to assign between the three of us?"

Bane: "There are almost three for every occupation here I see."

Jango and Adrian: "Hmmm..."

The three of us had stared of towards a the others who were gathered a way aways from us resting.

After some time and some discussions, we finally decided on the team members.

Dagger and his crew of 15.

16 in total for Dagger's group.

Cad Bane ------ Robonino, Aura Sing, Moralo Eval, KRONOS-327, Twazzi, Derrown, Cato Parasitti, Onca and Bulduga.

10 in total for Bane's group.

Jango Fett ------ Rako Hardeen, Sixtat, Sugi, Rumi Paramita, Seripas, Embo and Marrok.

8 in total for Jango's group

Zer0 (me) ------ Jinx, Aureole Omega, Kal Neral, Jack Stone, Bossk, Latts Razzi.

Mine had the least members of 7 members in total.

I didn't really need any, but I do need some help in keeping the Moraband Serpants away from me, as I deal with them from a distance, I don't don't to get close to those things upon hearing from Jinx I could fall to the Dark Side like Revan did.

Cato disguised herself as one of the Sith Worshipers, in the case things get dicey, it will help her blend in amongst them. Maybe even infiltrate their ranks if needed.

The Sith Temple wanst too far away from us so we didn't talk alot and just traveled as fast as we could so we could get off this blasted planet.

I did ask Jack about the Runes of Bloodborne and if they can be replicated...turns our they can...

Kukukuku!

Ohhhhhh, Abeloth.....you are so Fucked now!

Jack has shown me how to inscribe one Rune, and I had done it instantly.

It was too easy with my perfect Edict Memory. The Rune ge showed me was "Rejection".

This wasn't one from the game, but a new word from the language of the Great Ones which he now knew.

He also showed me "Contain", which is the Rune used on the pouch which the player of Bloodborne actually used to hold all their items within.

If I had to relate Bloodborne Great One Runes to anything, I would say they are like the Charms of Harry Potter. An Extention Charm in Harry Potter grants your own "infinity pouch". The sane is true with the "Contain" Rune.

I asked Jack to teach me the "Rejection" Rune immediately.

If i had that, then I could do many things, I might actually be capable of destroying the Force itself if I learned a "Destruction" and the "Rejection" Runes.

What is a Rune of Bloodborne?

It is a word or letter in the language of the Great Ones simply inscribed onto an item or parchement, thereby bestowing that words full meaning upon siad item it was sincribed onto.

However, the quality of the object's material the latter was inscribed onto, allows for an stronger and closer effect to the word's true meaning.

This was why the "Formeless Odeon" Rune was considered the most powerful in the Lore of Bloodborne. Precisely because Odeon is "Formless", meaning if you wnat to achieve "Formless Odeon", then you would need to inscribe the said Rune upon Reality and Space-Time itself.

And I think I can do Precisely that...but I don't wnat to mess around with "Formless Odeon", I don't don't to become some kind of Lovecraftian entity worse than Abeloth turned out.

Adrian: "TeAcH mE MoRe!!!!"

Jack: "You've gone insane!!! Stay away from me!!!"

Adrian: "MoRe RuNEs I NeED To kNOw MoRE!!!!"

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We all arrived at the Sith Temple and entered it through various access points we were able to pry out if the interrogated captives earlier.

Everyone: "Comms up!"

After making sure our communications were linked, we proceed through the multiple access point ontk the Sith Temple.

There were a few terminals for the Hackers of our group to do their jobs.

The strong ones, were used as muscle to remove most debris that remained in the secret entrances that hadn't been used in thousands of years, despite there being a few Sith Worshipers occupying the structure they were in.

We continued down our designated routes, and encountered some enimeies along the way, to which we had stealthily picked off, as to not alert the rest to our positions.

We delved deeper and deeper into the Sith Temple, and had begun to hear strange noises, but I told them to ignore them all as it was a trick, and even if it wasn't, it is something they shouldn't encounter as it was not their objective.

Dagger: "Yo, my Team have just entered a strange looking Atrium, it has a Tom of creepy-dark-looking hallways that screams "You gonna die if you go in here" vibes with me right now."

Adrian: "Hold your position, we'll catch up to where you're at. It's not safe to go alone with so few numbers while in a Sith Temple.

Moralo Eval: "And why pray tell, should we believe you just because you know a few things?"

Adrian: "Trust me, I know alot about." anything related to the Sith.

Bane: "He won't shut up about it when the topic pops up. Don't encourage him and get back to work on the blistered door."

Moralo Eval: "Moralo Eval is displeased with your lack of curiosity."

Jango: "He'll always say something about the Jedi and Sith at one point."

Bane: "It got real annoying, since he would drag on the conversation onto their Philosophies."

Jango: "They are true, furthermore it is good to know your enemy."

The statement made had nearly everyone silently or vocally humming in agreement to this.

However, one did not seem to share our thoughts and had raised their voice of protest.

Aureole: The Jedi aren't enimies, they are peacekeepers, and the Sith are all but extinct and are just false rumours."

Jason: "Don't you dare spout that Kriffing Druk with me! The Jedi are vile scum whom should all be burned alive!!!"

(A/n "Kriffing" and "Druk" are cuss words on Star Wars. "Kriffing" ---> Fuck(ing), "Druk" ---> Shit (actually means excrement), I'm going to use words like this but nit explain every single one)

I didn't expect such a response from the laid back guy.

Aureole didn't either and I could see her twitch in suprise which is odd since I hadn't seen this behaviour from her in the short time before this.

Latts: "What's your problem with the Jedi?"

Jason: "..."

Latts: "Hello~? Is the Comms working? I asked a question?"

Morrad: "Don't mind Boss."

Jones: "Yeah, he isn't always an asshole. Just the Jedi Frakled him real bad."

Sadren: "Shut it Jones! I apologise about them, I'm the second-in-command of this group led by our captain Dagger. Name's Sadren."

(A/n Morrad, Jones, Sadren, etc names are apart of Dagger's 15 member team. More info on them at later date. Been busy recently so can't post info chaps for OCs yet.)

Bossk: "Pleasure, Mind anssswering the question for us?"

Moralo: "Yes~ Moralo Eval wishes to know as well."

Jack: "I don't think it's our place to pry into another person's personal lives."

Morrad: "It's fine, Boss actually doesn't care if people knows. Doesn't really effect him anymore since it helps to denounce and reveal the Jedi for what the really are."

Sadren: "We we're on a job, it was just bad luck an pair of Jedi showed up. The previous second-in-command was Thora, Captain's lover. She was killed by the Jedi, when we wanted to deliver refugee supplies to an Outer Rim world via the Blcak Market. The Jedi didn't care, nor did they ask, their laser swords turned on and it broke out into a full on war. Only one on our team died, and I already said who."

Aureole: "The Jedi were not to blame then, it was your own actions for ci ducting illegal operations by alighting yourselves to the Black Market."

Torra: "Bitch! You want me to rip your heart out yo-"

Jack: "That's enough! I'm sure it's just a misunderstanding."

I turned to face the one responsible for foolishly instigating this emotional response from a member of Dagger's group.

The look on her face showed everything I needed to know. From all the wisdom i have from the near Limitless volumes of knowledge I possessed, analysing and evaluating someone was simple as breathing.

I can tell that she was definitely ignorant of the darker and lower levels of society. She seems to have been raised in a protected environment and didn't fully understand the criminal world. She definitely was a rookie to all this.

Adrian: "Aureole, how much do you know about the Black Market?"

She looked at me like was some kind of an idiot and she was the correct one in this situation.

Aureole: "What exactly do you mean?"

Aura Sing: "Ohh! For the love of-"

KRONOS-327: "I have determined that the Hunter Aureole Omega is...incompetent, ignorant and inexperienced in such things."

Aura Sing: "We all know that rust bucket!"

KRONOS-327: "The insult was unnecessary."

Jango: Girl, the Black Market isn't all bad as you are misinterpreting it to be. It can be used to buy life saving medicines or foods at cheaper prices at other times. Many people and families use the Black Market because public store prices are too high for them and even during war time, it is all the more necessary."

Jinx: "During my life, I have seen various Black Market organisations take, but also save, lives over the years."

Kal: "I was an orphan long ago before I was adopted around when I was around 7. Before that I had to scrape by to survive on the lower levels of Corrusaunt, if it wasn't for the Black Market I would have starved to death long ago. Definitely not something I'd want, I mean...if I died then, I wouldn't be here now, would I?"

Jack: "Was that your attempt of humour to cover up your possible death at a young age?"

Kal: "...I mean..."

Jack: "Could have done better."

Kal: "What?! That simply isn't possible!"

Jones: "Nahhhh, boss is way better than you. Your small fry compared to him."

Jason: "See, need I say more...in fact, I don't say anything at all and I already won."

Jinx leaned in and whispered to me from the side to not let the two listen in over the comms.

Jinx: "They aren't going to get on well with each other."

I looked back at Kal, since Dagger (Jason) wasn't here as he was with his own team.

Adrian: "Nah, I think they'll get along well with each other in the future. Just watch, they'll be the best of friends in no time."

Kal & Jason: "NO! WE WON'T!"

whoops, seems like my Comms were on, my bad...

Jinx: "Doesn't sound like it to me."

Adrian: "To me it does. Reminds me of my friend Gwen...ahhh, good times."

?

I felt an...sensation when I ajd said that just now.

My head feels itchy, damn it, I hate helmets, my heads really itchy! I really want to take it off and scratch it!

But I'll bear through it for now...Fuck it's so itchy!!!

I heard a weird sound behind me, and when I turned to look I can see Aureole crunching her eyebrows and scratching her head like she wanted to scratch her brain.

Huh. What a coincidence she has it too.

Jack: "Oh, you mean the one you told me about?"

Adrian: "Yeah."

Jason: "The who and the what and the when now?"

Adrian: "Don't worry about it. Anyway, now that we revealed the Black Market also has an postitive effect on the Galaxy. Back to the story."

Bane: "Yes, I'm curious now, do go on."

Sadren: "Alright. After our run-in with the Jedi, there was the fight which I mentioned had occurred. Thora died in the battle and we buried her. Her sister was also on the team, but she left after her death. Many years ago, the Jedi brainwashed Thora and her sister, took their little baby sister away to be conscripted as a blind slave to their Jedi Order of so called "Peace"."

Sorra: "I swear, if they dare to try and do that to my sisters, I'll skim them alive!"

Korra: "Yeah Sis!"

Thorra: "I'd like to see those Fucking Baby Stealing Jedi try that with us three!"

Jason: "Anyway, we fought against the Jedi many times, and trued to find her but couldn't."

All this seems to fit now. I think I may have encountered her her the Jedi Temple, that Jedi Sentinal guard that I spared back then.

Adrian: "What's her name?"

Jason: "Aureole."

Yep, it's her.

Aureole was walking within my peripheral view, and I was tge only one of my team taht had seen her eyes widened in suprise and recognition of that name.

I ignored her for now, I'll find out later.

Adrian: "I have encountered her at th-"

Jason: "Where is she?!"

Adrian: "She's fine. I'll tell you more and will even help you get her back, for a price."

Whatever money he could give wouldn't be enough to even put a dent in the costs I need for all my projects.

It was purely to throw his suspicions of me off, anyone who asks fir a reward in exchange fir doing something is less suspicious then someone doing a random act of kindness for a complete stranger. We had only met each other a few days ago after all.

Jason: "DEAL!"

Jango: "I'm gald everyone is getting along, but my team almost reached the Atrium you're at Dagger."

Bane: "Same here. Hurry up you two!"

Robonino: Patience, you can't rush genius."

Moralo: Moralo Eval invites you to try this Bane."

Todo 360: "I could so it far faster than any of you could."

Bane: "Can it Todo!"

Adrian: "There! I finished hacking the console. I'm sending an frequency code tahr will match this Temple's Sith Holocron key's signature. It will allow you to open a majority of the doors in the Temple."

...

After passing through a triangular shaped corridor, Aureole had approached near me at the front.

Aureole: "How did you know?"

Adrian: "Doesn't matter, now does it."

When I turned to glimpse at her, I could see she was string back at me with an expression that left no room for denial.

*sigh*

Adrian: "Sith Holocrons acts as keys within these Sith Temples. I had to learn these things to do prior preperations before my assault on the Jedi Temple on Corrusaunt."

Aureole was trying to say something, but she herself looked confused.

By the time she finally stopped gasping her mouth open and close she had finally muttered out a response of thanks of ne answering her question.

...

We finally met up with all the other groups at the Atrium and the numerous corridors that led deeper within this dark place.

We all had a break and made a temporary perimeter.

After our short break, we continued onwards and we all headed down four different tunnels, each group going down one of the four.

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Sixtat pov:

Why the Frak do I have to follow that B.a.s.t.a.r.d Zer0's words!

He told Jango what to do, and he told me taht in turn, we is still the same as Zer0 indirectly ordering me around.

I'll show him!

Me and the others, Jango's team, had went down one of these strange tunnels, aftera while we had to come to a halt.

An Armoured, cloaked and masked figure stood in our way by a fair distance of roughly a dozen metres.

???: "Turn back or die. You will not have another chance. Only eleven may enter, and none of you are worthy...turn back."

Jango seemed to realise the danger this individual possessed, but Sixtat did not as he thought this figure was just another Sith Worshiper, just a more experienced, skilled and higher rank member...Sixtat was partially right, but also so very wrong.

Jango: "Let's go. Zer0 warned us of potential Sith Ghosts appearing here...that must be one of them. It won't attack us if we listen to what it says.

Sixtat was beyond reason at this point. His pride would not allow him to be insulted like this! To have to listen to his words and retreat like a coward!

I am the "Outlands Butcher"! I do not run like a coward!!!

Sixtat: "Who the Fuck do you think you are?! I go as I please! And you don't even have a Blaster, while I do! I'd like to see what you do now you Kriff!"

The mysterious figure down the hallway extended their hand and pointed towards the ceiling above me.

I wasn't flying to be fooled to look up, I saw the figure then moved their hand, only slightly, downwards and pointed to the floor.

*rumble* *rumble*

In the next moment, I heard a sound above me, I looked up and my eyes widened.

*crack* *crack*

The ceiling cracked apart and fell down to crush me!

I rolled to the side and managed to evade the now collapsed ceiling, but once I recovered I looked all around me to see where the b.a.s t.a.r.d. was, he was nowhere to be seen and had vannished out of thin air.

I looked back to where I was, and saw that my path back to the others had been blocked off by the rubble I had evaded.

I had no choice now but to find another way back tk the others, once I kill this Kriff!

However, unbeknownst to Sixtat, the figure still watched him, and was standing only metres away from Sixtat, but the latter could not see the former.

They had taken out two strange cylinder objects from beneath their clothing, and held it in their hands.

The figure followed Sixtat down the hallways, trailing only a few steps behind.

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Jango pov:

I had checked in with the other group leaders and told them about cave in and figure that we encountered. Non of us cod fet in contact with Sixtat as there was an interference with the Comms.

Bane was suspicious of this place and suggested to fall back for now.

Zer0 said that they can't, the faster they get the artifact, the safer it will be as prolonged exposure to this place is not a good thing for any of them.

I agreed with him since on their jobs we did together 5 months ago until now, he had been reliable and trustworthy

Bane seems to share the same opinion as I do about Zer0 and had reluctantly agreed to venture onwards and to not pull back for the time being

Jango: "Zer0, I want to ask you something."

Zer0: "Go on..."

Jango: "Have you decided on your Clan?"

I had asked him this as I had now begun to trust him more over the time we had been on jobs together.

I had watched him and evaluated him over all this time.

He is a great warrior, he follows the traditions, but not all of them.

He seems to disown some of them, such as the more brutal ancient customs that Deathwatch was trying to revive.

I had asked what Clan he belonged to, but he didn't share it.

I could only assume he belonged to Deathwatch and had abandoned them, when I pressed the matter he had finally relented and said he WAS apart of them as he had grown up amongst them from his childhood, but he pretended to obey their orders and would avoid any killing of innocents with enough thorough preperations for usable excuses.

He also had revealed he was planning to make a Clan of his own and would return to Mandalore to challenge Pre Vizsla to claim the Darksaber before all of Mandalore.

The plans and preperations he revealed to me on what he would do, of what he will bring to the people of Mandalore and how he would reform it.

It was something I would gladly join his Clan, and I would frequently ask him if he had decided on one yet.

His ideals were the same as Jaster Mereel's own beliefs.

(A/n Jaster Mereel was the leader and flutter of the True Mandalorians, upon his death Jango avenged him by killing Tor Vizsla (I found that the Romaj Translation is sometimes as Bor Vizsla) and became the next leader if the True Mandalorians until the 11 Jedi and Dooku was set to apprehend him, this Clan was then dissolved in 44 BBY, Tor Vizsla was killed by Jamgo in 42BBY when he escaped from prison to avenge Jaster Mereel's death - Look in Author Notes at end.)

That was someone I would follow, and I truly believe he can succeed Jaster, where I could not.

Maybe I can put my life as a Bounty Hunter behind and join his Clan...

Maybe, I can have a family and live a life back on Mandalore, maybe even have a son.

(A/n Boba born 32 BBY, current year is 36BBY)

Zer0: "Yes, I have. I decided to have my Clan and signit authenticated once I return to Mandalore soon to deal with some things. It will be known as Clan Dovah."

Jango: "Hmm."

Zer0: "We should hurry up and meet up with each other other the Rendezvous, then we'll go down the tunnels thereafter."

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Location: Wellspring of Life, The Whills' "home/cottage"

The Whills/Force Priestesses pov:

(Serenity, Anger, Confusion, Sadness, Joy)

(A/n It's said they are all one being at one point, but Serenity had once said "Counsins" in the Clone Wars TV show. I'm gonna go with they are one being, just separated into 5 emotional aspects.)

Serenity: "He is nearing it."

Anger: "He does not realise what he seeks, where it will lead him to! He does not deserve it!"

Confusion: "But why~? Has he not endured so much?"

Sadness: "Yes~ Amar had suffered so much, he should be with her, with Gwen. And yet~ she didn't remember him. It was just never yo be...they will never be reunited with one another, their hearts will forever be empty."

Joy: "Oh! No no! I'm certain she'll remember him! Can you not see it?! They are so close, all I need do is wave my fingers to remove his helmet and they'll be together again!"

Anger: "And why would we do that?! It's better they stay apart! Their ideals oppose one another's, wben if she remembers him they will be enimies!"

Sadness: "I knew it, it's hopeless~"

Confusion: "Are they not a Dyad in the Force? Will they not be together as they were in their past lives?"

Serenity: "Indeed, they once we're. But in this life, here in this Universe. They are not bound by the same fate as they once were. And no, they are not. He does not weild the Force, and can never be a Dyad with her."

(A/n Only two Force users can be an Dyad in the Force. This is cannon by you-know-whos.)

Anger: "And what about when he goes there? He cannot be allowed to learn its secrets! He will misuse it! I will deal with him myself, permanently!"

Serenity: "You will do no such thing, it is not your place to decide his fate. Who decides to leave the Hawke to face the Spider?"

Joy: "I do! Let him be!"

Confusion: "If three if you decide, then so shall I on whichever is chosen the most."

Sadness: "Succeed or fail, he will still hold onto his desapir~ let him try."

Serenity: "I have also made my choice. It is decided. The Hawke will face the Spider, none of us will interfere."

Anger: "YOU HAVE NO IDEA WHAT WILL HAPPEN! WHAT HE WILL DO IF HE KNOWS! MARK MY WORDS!"

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Sixtat pov:

I kept walking these damn Fraking endless hallways for hours!!!

Sixtat: "When will it end!!!"

I finally approached a large doubke stone door.

It had numerous figures, one of an old woman with twin braided hair, an man with skin like charred stone, one with a strange white mask with a hole where their mouth was, one that was an old man in smooth pristine armour, another wearing full bodied armour with two plated pauldrens on both shoulders.

There was also an engraving that depicted the image of the very same figure I had seen, and above them all was a strange Winged Being.

I pushed the doors open and entered, I walked further into the room as it could be my only way to escape this place.

*step* *step* *step*

Sixtat: "Who's there?"

I spun around and faced the direction of the sounds footsteps.

I aimed my Blaster at them and was ready to blow holes in them, I can't see them well in the near complete darkness of the room.

???: "You want to escape, yes? It is tk late for that now, but there is another way to escape...I help you, and make it so you can escape the prison that is life with your death."

The room brightend up in two vibrant colours, and I was able to see the figure clearly now.

*slam*

I spun around at the soumd of the doors I had came through closing suddenly!

I turned back to face the figure...but I couldn't move! My whole body was frozen, I couldn't even turn to look back at then nor open my mouth to shout out for mercy.

As if reading my mind, he had spoken once again.

???: "You shouldn't have ignored my words, my warning was my mercy to you. Now you pay the price."

And with that, he I felt two objects pierce my back and through my chest.

I-wha-why...

Those where the final words that Sixtat could say, in his mind, as he died near instantly.

The figure pulled the two glowing objects he had used to impale Sixtat with.

They were Lightsabers. But not just any ordinary pair of Lightsabers.

For this pair of Lightsabers belonged to only one individual in the history of the Galaxy. The Lightsabers, paired with the Cloak, Armour and the unique masked helmet he wore was even more evidence to this.

One was Red.

And the other was Purple.

The figure deactivated his Lightsabers and simply vannished as if he were never there in the first place.

For in truth, he never was.

And what this figure was, was simply an Illusion of one of the most powerful of the Ancient Sith to exist.

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Adrian pov

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After my group had met up with thr others, we proceeded through and down the multiple maze like tunnels of this sinsiter place, descending ever deeper towards something that we would unknowingly encounter.

I would sometimes hear voices, calling out to me...

Voices I had never wanted to hear again, Ones I had wanted to forget about...

Voice 1: "GET OUT!"

Voice 2: "Failure..."

Voice 3: "You can't even do this right if nothing else."

Gwen: "What did you do?! Why did you do this?!"

???: "Murderer!"

Amar's mother: "I'm sorry..."

I would hear the taunting voices of my past life, of everyone involved know, it won't stop!

Adrian: "SHUT UP!"

When I finally looked up I turned to see around me and noticed everyone was nowhere to be seen.

Not only that but I had somehow appeared in an unfamiliar place of the Temple, previously I was still walking down the corridors.

Thsi must be the Force at work.

When Kanan, Ezra and Ahsoka went to the Lothal Jedi Temple. Kanan had walked straight into a wall but somehow vannished into thin air to the eyes of Ezra and Ahsoka. Then same happened when Ahsoka was talking to Ezrq, but he too had vannished into thin air, when in reality they had been teleported to another area of the Temple.

I must have been teleported.

Adrian: "Kara."

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Adrian: "Kara?"

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Adrian: "KARA?!"

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Why isn't she responding?

I made my wish with the ROB when I was first reincarnated to be it so that Kara would always be apart of me and inside my head.

No matter what, even if an EMP went off right next to me, she is always inside my head. With her PhaseShift she is fully able to posses other technologies as she has been doing up until now.

So I was confused at how she wasn't able to respond to me.

I quickly came to a conclusion that my mind is completely vulnerable and is under the influence of two things.

1st, which is the most likely, is that the Force via the Force connection of the Temple is doing an Illusion on my mind.

Much like how those Dark Side caves are like.

Like how Luke faced an Vader Luke Illusion if himself.

Or when Starkiller confronted the Illusions of the numerous clones of himself.

Or when Yoda had to face Dark-Side-Yoda at the Wellspring of Life.

2nd, and least likely, is The Whills is interfering and creating this Illusion. But I doubt it since non of them can take action without the full consent of all five of them via mutual agreement or by majority vote.

I am perfectly safe since no matter what, majority vote will always happen. Only Anger is an annoyance since she will always disagree on nearly everything.

But the others will keep her in check so I'm all good.

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I kept walking these infernal endless halls until I finally appeared before a large set of double stone doors.

I recognised what this was.

It was a door that had the engraved images of many Ancient Sith Lords.

Darth Nihilus.

Darth Traya, aka Kreia.

Darth Scion.

Darth Malgus.

Darth Bane.

Darth Vitiate, aka Tenebrae and Valkorian.

Darth Sanguis.

Darth Noctyss.

And many others Sith Lords throughout history.

There was also Darth Revan too.

And there was one atop all of them, a arrange being I had never seen before with two feathery wings.

I ignored the distractions and pushed the doors open and entered. In the next instant, the room began to light up as hundreds of red and blue flaming basins and torches had suddenly lit themselves one-by-one.

I looked around, but the room was barren and devoid of anything.

I focused back to the opposite end if the doors I had came through, and before me, was a large throne made from rough black stone.

Ontop of the throne was a Skeleton.

It had a pair of skeletal wings and I linked it to possibly being the sane Winged Bring I saw on the door earlier.

I leaned forward to look closer to the skeletal remains, and I saw a note in their hands.

I took it and broke the bone fingers in the process.

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Adrian Hawke, or should I call you Amar Singh of your past life.

Yes, I know ow who you are.

If you are reading this, then you have found my remains.

I know what you seek, I have had vision of you for a long time now.

How long have I waited?

I no longer know myself.

It matters not, what does matter is this moment.

You are not ready.

You are not worthy of what I possess.

But go on.

Prove me wrong.

Speak the words on the other side of this note, and you shall face your test.

You cling to your fears and regrets, which is why you will never be worthy. You mourn your mother in your past life still, and yet you abandoned and brainwashed the mother that birthed you in this life.

And that is just the beginning isn't it. You harbour much despair within you.

I do not care for what you may think, I am a guardian, even now.

I could care less if you died now or not. Let the Universe burn, let me bathe in the blood of trillions as I once did. I am neither a follower of Ashla or Bogan. I am Balance, and I care not for you in the slightest nor what you may do.

Pass the Test, and you shall receive what you want, if you would dare to face it that is.

- Ulthaan, the Blood God

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I scrunched the paper in rage as I read every word, unbeknownst to me as my eyes were turning a Sith yellow.

Adrian: "I REGRET NOTHING!!!"

I took out Zahkrii and had swung it at the Skeleton of this so called God Ulthaan.

God or not! You do not provoke me!

Not a single atom of Ulthaan's bones had remained, neither did the throne.

I flattend the once crushed up paper and read the words on the back, in direct defiance to the word's of Ulthaan I had read.

Adrian: "Ni'k shiv'va raddra Web Bogg di'l'lil nahl shak'rav Hawke!"

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When I next blinked I instantly noticed my surroundings had changed.

I looked around and saw where exactly I was.

Adrian: "No..."

???: "We shall now conduct the final hearing of Mr. Adrian Hawke for the murder of Mr. North Clayman on January the first, 2018 A.D. please step forward."

I turned to see a Indian teenager who was almost an adult, wearing a black suit and grey Tie, walk past me as if I wasn't here and towards a person holding a Bible.

Adrian (Past Life): "Your Honour, I am not a Christian and as such, cannot make the Oath with the Bible, but I will swear so on my religion's own Holy Book if you would please allow so your Honour."

???: "You may proceed as such, Mr. Hawke."

When his words left I looked behind me as I knew what would happen, and as expected, I saw a Black haired girl I knew too well wall up with a book shaped object, covered and wrapped in cloth.

Adrian: "Gwen..."

That was all I muttered out as I saw her walk past me towards my past life self. The one taht was born as Amar Singh and had renamed to Adrian Hawke.

This day was the one of a few days in my life that will forever be remembered as my greatest fears, sadness, despairs and...just as Ulthaan did say...Regrets...

Because I had killed someone in my past life.

North Clayman.

And what happens next, is the second most sadest and painful day in my life, second only to the day of death of my mother.

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To be Continued...Bonus Chapter 3: Soulmates' first Date....and....Bonus Chapter 4: Hearing of Adrian Hawke