Epilogue
He sat in a spacious chamber overlooking the grand Valley of the Sithlords and beyond, the massive chain of rocky mountains gracing Moraband's North continent.
The young Sith Lord sat on the old gray stone throne, where several generations of Sith Lords had sat and meditated before him. Many had elaborated their plans and planned their vengeance in this very chamber, and had made difficult decisions.
Lord Plagueis had been sitting here recently as well. This was his place, Kai thought, wincing.
He'd always wished to one day sit here, he'd always aspired to his master's power. But somehow, now it felt like Plagueis had left him far too soon.
There were so many challenges ahead. Controlling the First Order. Destroying the Jedi once and for all. Controlling the Galaxy. Avenging his master's death.
There was a subtle knock on the door. A high ranking officer appeared in the doorway and bowed.
"Milord, it is time. The ceremony is about to start."
Kai dismissed him with a silent gesture and stood.
When he walked through the majestic Ceremony hall, over one thousand officers and knights of Ren knelt and humbly saluted the new Supreme Leader.
Reaching the other end of the Hall, Kai stood on the platform, turned toward the crowd and saluted.
Looking at the faces of the men before him, suddenly he felt serene. If the Force had chosen him to be here, Kai was sure there was a purpose for him.