I am nothing I am nothing Disclaimer: I do not own KOTOR or anything related to Star Wars, just the fan fiction material I write.

As I descend into death's embrace…so many questions have been left unanswered.

So many things left undone.

Too many regrets that still make themselves clear to me.

I have done so many wrongs in my life.

In my life, as the Dark Lord of the Sith.

Sometimes I wonder if that title really meant anything at all.

Or if it even meant anything to begin with.

So many have died because of me…because of my actions to prove my superiority to the common people of this galaxy.

I thought that showing my power through sheer force would prove I was superior to all…only to discover in the bitter end that all my actions were that of a coward.

A coward, nothing more.

Perhaps it's best this way…

For me…to die on this accursed Rakatan factory that has brought on so much death to others.

That I would die in the place where my victory was supposed to be at hand…in a sense, the sheer irony is enough to make me look like such a fool.

Because that's all I was…all I'll ever be.

A fool, a coward, a traitor…all titles bestowed upon me.

But I don't think I even deserve anything in the end…not even a name. For all I have done…I am not worthy of redemption.

Revan was though…he has proved to me that the light is indeed stronger than the dark.
I thought it impossible…but he has shown me the impossible being possible once more.

He was always brilliant…my master. And so he shall always be…

Revan the Prodigal Knight…perhaps that could be his title in the future.

It suits him, a title worthy of his honorable stature and pose. But…what will I be remembered as?

A killer?

A murderer?

A tyrant?

A dictator?

A coward?

No…in the end my end shall merely be forgotten in the depths of time.

No title should be given to one such as me…any titles at all.

In the end…I am nothing.

FIN.