A redeemed Ben Solo rushes to Exegol to aid Rey in her confrontation with Emperor Palpatine. To his horror, however, he finds that Rey has turned to the Dark Side as the new Empress of the Sith…
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“The ritual begins!” Emperor Palpatine cried out, and the mass of his devoted followers surrounding them responded with a ceremonial chant so loud and deep that the cacophony shook the very ground and resonated within Rey’s bones.
Rey had no choice. Strike him down and take her place as the new Empress of the Sith or watch her friends in the Resistance die. She may become a vessel for the Sith, but at least her friends would live another day. She’d spare them. They were nothing compared to Palpatine’s Final Order anyway.
"She will strike me down, and pledge herself as a Sith!” The lightning in the cavernous cathedral intensified and reflected against the ghoulish Emperor’s milky eyes, as if the ritual itself was producing the effect.
“She will come to me!” Palpatine boomed, and the crowd responded with a collective yell as Rey stepped closer still…
"She will draw her weapon,” the Emperor intoned. Rey’s face was a blank mask. She unhooked the Skywalker lightsaber from her belt.
"She will ignite the blade,” Palpatine continued.
Rey continued to approach. His power was hypnotic. She found herself igniting the lightsaber and raising it, unbidden, against her will.
"And with the stroke of her saber, the Jedi are dead! The Sith are reborn!”
Part I Dark Reign After narrowly defeating Rey on Starkiller, Kylo Ren sets out to seduce her to the Dark Side and conquer the galaxy
Part II Dark Reign: Dark DecadenceAfter the events of Dark Reign, General Phasma travels to the Fortress Ren on Mustafar to answer the summons of Empress Kira Ren (WIP)
A redeemed Ben Solo rushes to Exegol to aid Rey in her confrontation with Emperor Palpatine. To his horror, however, he finds that Rey has turned to the Dark Side as the new Empress of the Sith…
Excerpt
“The ritual begins!” Emperor Palpatine cried out, and the mass of his devoted followers surrounding them responded with a ceremonial chant so loud and deep that the cacophony shook the very ground and resonated within Rey’s bones.
Rey had no choice. Strike him down and take her place as the new Empress of the Sith or watch her friends in the Resistance die. She may become a vessel for the Sith, but at least her friends would live another day. She’d spare them. They were nothing compared to Palpatine’s Final Order anyway.
"She will strike me down, and pledge herself as a Sith!” The lightning in the cavernous cathedral intensified and reflected against the ghoulish Emperor’s milky eyes, as if the ritual itself was producing the effect.
“She will come to me!” Palpatine boomed, and the crowd responded with a collective yell as Rey stepped closer still…
"She will draw her weapon,” the Emperor intoned. Rey’s face was a blank mask. She unhooked the Skywalker lightsaber from her belt.
"She will ignite the blade,” Palpatine continued.
Rey continued to approach. His power was hypnotic. She found herself igniting the lightsaber and raising it, unbidden, against her will.
"And with the stroke of her saber, the Jedi are dead! The Sith are reborn!”
