Chapter 1: Running
"No one forces anyone to go to the Dark Side. It is a choice you and you alone make. A fatal choice. People will tell you that there's nothing wrong with the Dark, that it won't hurt anyone, it'll just give you more power and more strength to help those in need, but eventually, the Dark will consume your mind, body and soul and you will think of helping no one other than yourself, and you will find yourself unable to extract yourself from the web you've fallen into. And no one will help you. You got yourself into the mess, you get yourself out. Expect no mercy. If you fall, you will have hurt more people than you realize, and it is in their nature that they will hold that against you. Do not fall, apprentice. Go to all lengths to keep from falling."
I have fallen. My master is dead. I killed him. I killed my friends. I killed the people who were like a family to me. I killed my Sith master. I am alone. I am feared. I have no reason left to live. The galaxy would be better off without me. As my master said, I cannot untangle myself from this web. Oh, what a large web it is. What a tangled web. What have I gotten myself into?
I'm running. I don't know what from, but I keep running. None are left who wish to do me harm, but it's as if the ghosts of those who might have wanted to do so are haunting me. What am I to do? I have to keep running.
I run to Tatooine. As far away from Coruscant as I can. There is a strong Force presence here, though. A Light Side presence. I keep running.
Soon I take up drinking. Another good service to the galaxy, no? A drunk Sith Lady who doesn't know what to do with herself.
I come across an old friend on Corellia. He doesn't recognize me. I run anyway.
What can I do with myself? I can't keep running. I don't even know what I'm running from. I have to free myself from this web. But how?
A voice in the back of my head whispers one possible answer to me. Death. No. I'm not that desperate, not that far from salvation. Am I?
Go back. Go back to the Light. Unacceptable. I am a Sith. I cannot stop being a Sith. Right?
Ask for forgiveness. How? The ones I need to ask forgiveness from are dead.
Go back to Coruscant. You'll find them. No! I can't go back there.
Don't be afraid. Fear is- Of the Dark Side. I am of the Dark Side.
You don't have to be. But I am.
Look at the bright side of things. It's been so long since I have… maybe I should.
Yes, you should.
I'm going back to Coruscant. I'll stop running. I will escape this web if it's the last thing I do.