Within the dark chambers of an ancient alchemical lab stood a man bowed low over a Vat of green liquid. Illuminating the room with its iridescent glow the man's features were barely visible. The crimson red skin, and the long tendrils that extended from his cheeks were all that needed to be seen to know what the man truly was. A true Sith, a pure-blood. His glowing yellow eyes didn't leave the vat of liquid for even a second as his hands moved above it in circular motions. Words of power leaving the Sith's mouth the liquid slowly changed from its vibrant green to a golden ichor.
Without a second thought the Sith plunged his arms into the ichor reaching deep past his elbows. Hands grasping at what could not be seen the siths sharp teeth gritted and eyes squinted the, and finally widening in surprise he withdrew his arms. Within his powerful hands he held a child, not one of pure Sith Descent but of human as well. The child was small and frail with scarlet skin, but other than that he seemed to lack most of the features commonly associated with a Sith. The child's face easily held the looks of a human child, however the glowing golden eyes held power beyond that of a human. "I've done it." The Sith whispered looking at the child a long finger brushing against it's cheek. "I've finally done it!" The sith yelled raising the child high into the air.
Staying dead silent the child didn't even flinch as he was raised high into the air. Attention drawn from his victory the Sith turned to the door as it slid open revealing a sith women in dark robes. "Next time keep it down before you wake Ish-" The women began but fell silent looking at the child in her husbands arms. "Faro you didn't? You didn't do it did you?" The women asked eyes wide and her mouth agape.
"Yes Zima I did. I've done it! I've created a direct descendant of Tulak Hord." Faro said moving closer to his wife child in arms. "Look at him! He is the spitting image of Hord himself." Faro said showing his wife the child.
"It's impossible... How?!" She exclaimed taking the child from Faro's arms and pulling it close to her bosom and holding it. "It can't be."
"No it's not. The same way the jen'jidai did centuries ago to continue their bloodline. Instead I used a portion of Tulak Hord and alchemy to create this child. A complete copy of the original. Open yourself to the force and feel the child's power. It exceeds that of even fully trained Sith. This boy will bring our family fame, and power beyond that of even the ancient Jen'jidai. " Faro exclaimed gripping Zima's shoulders.
"We do not need some creation to bring us power. We have Ishval, even now you are a member of the Dark Council. What more could you wish for? We do not need some recreation of a Sith to bring us victory." Zima spat.
"You fool! Being a Sith Lord isn't enough! Even now our enemies plot my downfall. What we need is complete control. To rule all Sith. To become the new rulers. To overthrow Vitiate." Faro said tightening his grip on his wife's shoulders. "Don't you see that we have a chance to become something greater? With Ishval and this child we can rule the Sith."
Freezing and looking up into Faro's eyes Zima could see the fierce determination burning behind his eyes. "Yes. Yes we shall rule the Sith together. As a family." She said pulling her husband into a deep kiss with one arm while she held the child in the other. Breaking the kiss Zima looked at her husband. "What shall we name him?"
"Hmm. Niro... Niro Shamar, herald of the Shamar family." Faro said taking the child from his wife and looking close at the creation cuddling him like he was his own child.聽
"Between him and Ishval we'll rule the Sith with an iron fist." Zima said looking at the child and brushing a strand of jet black hair from Niro's face.