Prologue
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On the cold desolate planet of Korriban, a single figure stood amongst the dust and ashes of the wasteland. His hood was drawn over his head, so no facial features were visible, except for his blood red eyes that could pierce your heart. He stood in the middle of this wasteland surrounded by the tombs of the past Sith masters, quietly thinking to himself. "This place is perfect for our rebirth. After a millennia of fighting, who would think that we would return to such a dead world?" He sat down to meditate.
After what seemed like hours, another hooded figure walked up and knelt before him. "The task you have asked of me has been carried out, Master Kar is dead."
"Well done my apprentice, one more master is out of our way. Soon the Sith Empire will rise once more, ha ha ha."
"Our academy shall rise here, here is where the army of the sith will rise up and conquer all who stand in our way." The hooded figure on the ground stood up. "Kahobi, my apprentice, you have served me well."
Kahobi pulled back his hood to reveal his face. A Twi'lek, black in color stood before his master. "Thank you," Kahobi said. With that the two Sith walked off into the distance and disappeared through the ashes of the cold world.