A/N: Here Again, You're Normal Sheevite with another chapter of The Silver Eye Force User. Glad to all of you, who are now reading this.

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Underground Rakatan Fortress

Front of the entrance to their creator's chamber, ten metallic constructs of three meters tall have readied their weapons and are inserting themselves with the extremely potent dark side energies that had been infused with the entire fortress. They could feel their target is coming towards them. They all knew that the incoming Siarbras Qyâsik is no mere ordinary Siarbras Qyâsik but rather one with a prodigy over the usage and the connection with the Force itself.

They don't even need to use the Force to see what is the target. It's a black-robed teenage boy with crimson-colored hair and is wielding two dual lightsabers that shine a blue light from it. They are Atas Dziri's most powerful and loyal followers, they wouldn't falter before such a child easily. They had prepared their attack. Some had fired deadly bolts of atomizing dark side energy that is contained within a reality rending containment field moving at superluminal speeds. Some had prepared their influence over the dark side, using it to manipulate the mind and made it filled with constant terror and horror of such degrees, that no being could ever describe of such things. Some had thrown their weaponry at the boy guiding it with such perfect precision and accuracy.

Rubrum gathered more Force energies and made it flow through his very existence. Connecting more and more with the omnipresent and omnipotent primordial energy field known as the Force. He had become closer and closer to the Force. He gathered both the light and dark within the Force, trying to fuse, but to do it safely, for the two are opposite and are inevitable to conflict, but with proper management, it could be avoided and made it stronger. That is what he did, gathering and fuse both of it carefully and properly and the potency of the conflicting Force energies increased exponentially thus making the boy even more powerful than before. A balance between light and dark has been achieved.

His physical, mental, and spiritual level had boosted to such unprecedented levels that the ten powerful Force-based droids would even have a hard time to defend themselves from such might within the Force. All of the thrown attacks that are directed towards Rubrum are all dodged or blocked but with a tad bit of difficulty except for one attack that had struck him. That one attack is a dark side infused Force Blast that had flung his body to a wall at such insanely blinding speeds, but it didn't stop there. His body is flying above the floor and is tearing through multiple walls and in the end, he started to fall to the ground itself. Now, Rubrum found himself in a huge and empty room that had two doors that faces from the opposite side.

(That truly hurts,) Rubrum thought of the strike (I need to be careful or else more of those attacks could truly kill me.)

His body is badly damaged by the Force Blast. He could feel the pain and injuries within his body and used it to empower himself with the connection to the dark side but not let the dark side to override him. He had never experienced close as this maybe except his former master Darth Vader's training schedule. He thought to himself, that he must be careful with the dark side droids, as a singular attack had given him a fatal blow to his body. He began to stand up quickly in a quick timeframe.

While that happens. Two of the droids had closed in near to Rubrum and slashed him with its Forcesaber pike that is infused with the dark side. Fortunately, Rubrum stepped out of the way by tilting backward. He had barely dodged by about one inch away from the weapon. Then, Rubrum started to slash both of the droid's abdomen with both of his lightsabers, only for it to be blocked by the sheer durability of the armor that the droid possesses. Realizing this, Rubrum started to jump triple of a dozen of meters in a mere microsecond.

He could sense that three more projectiles are directed towards him. Each of them contains special properties that are specified towards the total annihilation of the enemy. Rubrum using the force, he manipulated his pathway to the nearest wall and jump from the opposite of the said wall and slashed the three projectiles back to the users. The droids just easily consumed the deflected projectiles.

Then, he started to land in the middle of the room. Without even looking with his eyes with the Force, he could feel the presence of then ten enemy droids trying to surround him. The Force warning him, that they would begin their special attack against him. Rubrum could feel it through the Force. He could feel all of their inner darkness is overriding them. Their destructive emotions became their power, might, and will to destroy him. The ten droids had become instruments of the dark side, they would produce a beautiful yet destructive song of the dark side itself.

(Damn... These droids had reached a state of oneness with the dark side of the Force. This is truly bad. I need to do something quickly)

Suddenly, Rubrum felt his entire being gripped by the dark side itself. He tried to struggle against the song of the dark side, but any attempt is all for naught. He tried and tried, but he couldn't do it.

(Is this how my life would end? No! This isn't how it would all end!) Rubrum though intensely. He realized that he must do something quickly. He tried to shuffle to all the abilities in the Force that he had remembered. It's unfortunate, that there's nothing in his arsenal within the Force that could save him from certain death.

Suddenly, he could feel his body being slowly disappearing, his mind being torn apart slowly, his essence being annihilated slowly, and his existence being utterly erased into pure nothingness. The instruments creating all-destroying music made of the dark side of the Force. The very concept of him that had been implemented upon the Force is being utterly erased from all of existence itself. He wouldn't just die a painless death. But, the pure annihilation of every aspect of him at all levels. This is the ultimate might and terror of the dark side.

He would forever have perished to a state of absolute nothingness or nonexistence. Memories of him would be broken and corrupted into the darkness. Is this how he would end? Only, if he wasn't being arrogant. Only, if he wasn't stupid. Only, if he called back and bring the more huntsmen and huntresses to the field. He had never faced the face of defeat or death. He would face those only when training with his former master, Darth Vader. His record of no defeat excluding his time with Darth Vader. It made him an illusion that nothing could truly defeat him. However, that illusion is now shattered. Now, everything about him would forever have perished into absolute nothingness and nonexistence.

(Is this how I would die? Being utterly crushed because of my own arrogance. I suppose this is how I would die,) Rubrum thought bitterly. (I'd recall people having their life flashing before them. I suppose, that's I would do) He began to the thought of all the happy memories that he had made, making all the thoughts about it.

The first memory is about him and his two sisters eating happily the specially-made cookies that his mother Summer Rose made for them. Those cookies that her mother made are completely unique compared to all of the cookies that the world made. There would be no cookie that would replace that special cookie, which he delightfully loved with all of his heart.

Another memory pops up to his mind. It's about their mother giving them their first hoods. It's a family tradition of the Roses form what he could recall. They would be given a hood at a very young age from one of their family members of the Roses. Obviously, they can choose the color of what they want. The diverse colors meant to represent one of the aspects of the user, it's just a superstitious belief, but this "superstitious belief" is what made it special. Mother had chosen the color white, it meant to represent compassion, kindness, and mercy to all around her no matter what they're. Her twin sister had chosen the color red, it meant to represent the desire of a certain ideal. He had chosen the color black, it represents being powerful and mysterious. The hood that he had been given would be also cherished.

More and more memories came up. The memories brought him both happiness yet sorrow. Happiness because they're special to him. Sorrow because he wouldn't do more of these. He began to remember another memory. It's a promise. Realizing this memory. It made him not want to die, not because of fear of it. It's rather that he feared that it would break his beloved promise that he had made with his twin sister, Ruby Rose. He recalled that specific memory vividly.


Both fraternal five-year-old young twins are playing outside, while their dad Taiyang is just preparing the food. The names of these twins are Ruby and Rubrum Rose the beloved children of the late Summer Rose.

The female twin tripped to the ground and got herself hurt on one of her knees, though the injury is very minor, the older twin brother ran up to her and help her get up.

"Thanks, brother."

"You're welcome sis,"

She fixed herself up and tidying up her dress, she opened her mouth

"Hey, Rubrum" as she called his twin brother's name.

"Yeah?"

"Promise me we'll always be like this" hoping that his brother answered positively

"What are you talking about, sis? Of course, we'll always be like this!"

"Just promise me, that until to the end, that we'll always be brother and sister, no matter what."

"Of course, Sis, I would always be your a brother, always"

"Kids! Go inside the house, breakfast is ready!"

The duo who had recently promised to each other decides to go inside the house for breakfast.


It's a memory that Rubrum would forever cherish and he wouldn't make that memory a dark and negative one. No, he would fulfill it, no matter what. The mere thought of it brings tears upon his face. His will to live has been revitalized into something more powerful. An inner power that he hadn't felt before. Instead of focusing or channeling the Force, He's unleashing the Force in its perfect, pure, and ultimate form. It creates the perfect synthesis between the thesis of light and the antithesis of the dark. It's the power of the Silver Eyes or to the galaxy as Siarbras Qyâsik.

To activate the power of the Silver Eyes. The user must have the will to preserve life itself. The dark side is about the absolute indulgence of the ego and the light side is about the absolute suppression of the ego. But if combining both of them, it creates life. Specifically, the creation of a meaningful life. All beings with meaningful lives have a craving for the satiation of the ego but are controlled by the control of that craving. Like how one person wanted someone to noticed but can't do it destructively. Albeit life could be defined in countless interpretations.

The sheer power of the Silver Eyes had helped him survived a state of near-death. Every aspect of him had been reinvigorated to his prime state. He could feel as if, he had enough power to annihilate entire worlds with his sheer power. The ten metallic droids had felt the power perpetually growing at an exponential rate. They could feel the infinite power of the Silver Eyes. The beautiful yet destructive song of the dark side is waning for each every growth of the new power of their enemy.

They tried to escape. However, just like previously what they did. They got stuck by that damn boy. They could feel that the dark side nexus that permeate this specific room is being washed away and instead replaced by the boy's power. Like the boy, they could feel that every aspect of them is being affected, unlike the boy instead of annihilation. They instead could feel themselves be saved from the grasp of the dark side. It's as if the Force had forgiven them of their sins and have their very being instead passed to the netherworld of the Force and are at peace.

The ten metallic constructs are now nothing but dry shells without the Force presence of the beings empowering them and are destroyed by the blinding silverish light that the boy produces. Every atom of it is being utterly annihilated into nonexistence. There's nothing left of it but the surrounding air that would occupy the empty space.

The boy is awed at the power that he had unknowingly unleashed. He could feel that every fiber of him is being healed and are stronger than ever before. His connection to the Force is stronger than before as if he was becoming one with it without destroying his being. His body, mind, soul, etc. are now on a higher level of power that he had never felt maybe the exception of his former master and the Emperor himself.

(What even is that power? It's as if both the light and dark had copulated together and created an offspring of the purest and absolute quality whilst getting me to a state that is indistinguishable from the state of oneness with the Force) Rubrum thought greatly of the new power. (I now wonder how I could use it again?)

He could feel that the dark side that had lived in this specific room is being drastically vanished to none. The dark side nexus that had weakened him and strengthen his foes is now utterly gone from the newfound power that he had done. However, he knew that the fight wasn't over yet. Rubrum felt a presence so steeped in the dark side. that one might argue from even a skilled user of the Force that the being in question is a physical embodiment of the dark side itself.

Said creature had appeared itself and its appearance is a two-meter tall looking bipedal amphibian with two eyestalks protruding at the side of its head. It was a Rakatan! Rubrum had heard of their species. They're the tyrannical species that had reigned over the galaxy for over ten thousand years and is way before the creation of the Old Republic. They've been the masters of the dark side, the architect and creator of the Star Forge, and the rulers of the Rakatan Infinite Empire. The Rakatan is one of the most if not dangerous species that the ancient galaxy had ever witness. Now, they've gone extinct due to a major reason, a disease made with the Force had unleashed upon their species. Said disease had only targeted Rakatan and nothing else. The disease had caused the complete severing of the Rakatan to the Force. As most of their tech is based upon the Force. They can't access their technology anymore and are taken over by their slave species and are hunted down to extinction. Only, a few had lived on the planet Lehon, their homeworld.

However, Rubrum could feel different from this Rakatan from the Rakatan that he knows about. It's that he is force-sensitive. This discovery about the Rakatan would indeed no doubt get the interest of the galaxy and that would be an understatement. An extremely powerful Force-sensitive Rakatan had appeared out of nowhere. That would indeed galvanize the galaxy to unite and defeat this Rakatan before it could create another tyrannical regime.

"Most impressive, most impressive. You held mastery over the Force unlike any other that I've seen or known in my entire lifetime. Not to mention, that you've finally unlocked the greatest power made by the ancient Celestials known to us as Siarbras Qyâsik," Atas Dziri spoke to the Silver-eyed Teenage boy "Yes, I wanted your power for myself."

"What in the Chaos are you talking about?" Rubrum is asking the black-colored Rakata.

"It's rather pitiful that your kind had been reduced to near extinction in this galaxy and that you don't even know what your ancestors did to us in our height of the Infinite Empire. But, I wouldn't be talking about the history of your kind for that it would be a waste of time. Now, begone!" The Rakata already has a substantial amount of the dark side under his command. the black amphibian started to gripped Rubrum with the dark side and with all of his might and will have teleported the boy's consciousness to the nearest mind prison.

Rubrum could feel his very spirit leaving his physical body without consent. He feels the pain and anguish of having soul forcibly removed. In fact, it's too much that somehow his soul had gone into a deep sleep. He's now in a specialized mind prison. He would be prepared in that said mind prison to satiate the Rakata's eternal hunger for absolute power.


MIND TRAP

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Rubrum could feel himself lying on the ground. He started to awaken and to see a never-ending void of darkness that surrounded him in every direction. He started to stand up and he could feel that within this eternal darkness, that there's a focused and fixed location of powerful energies of the Force. As such, he started to walk towards there. Whilst, he walked. He also had some thoughts.

(That damn Rakatan. He's truly powerful. So much so, that he could somehow rip my soul apart from my body and put into this location of darkness, in fact, he's almost close to Darth Vader in terms of sheer might with the Force. Also, what does that Rakatan meant by Siarbras Qyâsik? I know that in my lessons about the ancient Sith language under the tutelage of my former master Darth Vader. That there are two Sith languages, it's the High Sith. The language that is used by both the ruling and the priest caste of the ancient Sith. the other one is just the Sith, which is used by all the Sith. Siarbras Qyâsik means in the main Sith language is Silver Force. What does Silver Force mean too?

I learned that Rakatan knows what he meant by Siarbras Qyâsik. He talks about the Siarbras Qyâsik as both a power and my kind. He talks about how my kind did something to them at the end of the Infinite Empire. The ability that I did back when I was being grasped by those ten Force-sensitive droids is that the power of the Siarbras Qyâsik? If so, I wanted to learn more about it. I wanted to use that power to protect all I love. But first. I need to escape from here.)

As he finished his train of thought. He had already reached powerful focused Force energies. It's just a white rectangular gateway that shines intense brightness. Rubrum thought that this would probably lead to the Rakatan and with that thought, he decided to go through the white rectangular gateway. Everything had gone truly dark in his vision.


Rubrum had again opened his field of vision and he could see his former master and his former master's master, which is Darth Vader and Darth Sidious. Vader projected waves upon waves of dark side energies empowered by the broiling emotions within the Vader. Rubrum could feel his former master's power and yet his power is waning and dying. Sidious, however, had such a power within the dark side as if he was living embodiment of it. His mastery of the dark side is on a terrifying scale. Sidious's power is beyond his most spectacular fantasies. A living dark side nexus threatening to kill everyone with its mere presence. The Three are alone in a dark room, and yet are able to see each other with the naked eye.

Rubrum look down and he could see his former master. Darth Vader is clearly been beaten up, lying on the ground. His helmet had been torn up from his face. His life support system is failing. Part of his armor is ripped apart. Both blue lightsabers are being used to pierce through his chest. Rubrum despite his hatred towards his master, felt pity, respect and even being thankful for him. Pity, that Vader is a broken man. Respect, that Vader is a powerful being. Thankful, that Vader is the one who had trained him with the ways of the Force, albeit of the dark side. Rubrum now looked up and rotate and he sees Darth Sidious. He wore a heavy dark cloak with the appearance of a gnarled, ancient man with unnaturally pale skin, and searing sickly yellow eyes.

"Excellent. Lord Vader was a broken man, a former shadow of himself. I knew it that one day, you would replace him. But, you must do one final test, destroy your ties with your beloved and at last, you would be a Sith Lord!" After Sidious finished his words. He proceeded to show up Ruby Rose being tied up in a chair with her mouth covered, the best she could do is to make muffled grunts. This boils Rubrum's blood to the highest level.

"Do it, Starkiller" Sidious whispered to him viciously. Rubrum activated one of his lightsabers and pose a striking position towards his twin sister. Ruby faces her twin brother with fear and disbelief. The very idea of your beloved twin killing you is beyond the most haunting thoughts that Ruby ever had or heard. She could see the pain streak across his face. That's when Rubrum rotated himself in such blinding speeds and try to strike down the monster that had imprisoned her. The monster instead blocks her twin brother's lightsaber with utter ease. Now, she could understand why he did it. Rubrum stroke with all of his might, trying to penetrate through Sidious' defenses.

"You have betrayed your master and your allies! Then, you would now betray me as well. And, now you have doomed yourself and your friends." Then, Sidious spawned forks of lightning in an attempt to break the stalemate. It made Rubrum fly through the darkroom above a few dozen meters high. Suddenly, The Dark Lord throws him to the ground as nearly fast as lightning. Every bone within Rubrum had cracked by sheer force as such, he couldn't get up easily. With a sadistic smile. He lifts up Ruby Rose who is tied to the chair. This act had made the girl react with more terror and fear. A reaction that made Sidious even more sadistically gleeful.

"Now, you would witness your twin sister's death, boy." Palpatine also lifted Rubrum with a powerful Force grip and made him stare to his twin sister.

"NO! NO!" Rubrum pleaded for his twin sister's life even though he knew that all of that pleading is in utter vain.

Sidious started to shower bolts of lightning against Ruby, slowly electrifying her to crisp. She screams and screams in absolute pain. The screeching of pain coming from Ruby had struck against Rubrum's mental state. It damaged him to the very core to see that his most beloved thing to easily die as if she was an insect being stomped. After several seconds, She had been turned into dry husk devoid of life and anything within. Rubrum seeing her corpse even damaged more within him. He knew that all of this is just an illusion set up by that damn Rakatan, but somehow all of this felt real and factual.

Palpatine already finished crisping up Ruby Rose to a dry corpse, looked into the eyes of Rubrum. He could see the utter hatred against him and himself, he could feel the brokenness within him, his sorrow creeping up to him. This makes even Palpatine even more jubilant than ever.

"Your punishment isn't even finished, boy. Now suffer." Palpatine slowly clenched one of his fist tightly. He could feel all of his broken bones to be even more broken. His internal organs are slowly crushed. To add mix into the torture, Palpatine again blasted several dozens of lightning bolts into him, frying his skin. Rubrum tried to call upon the Force but his connection to it is being dulled and diminished by the sheer raw power that the embodiment of the dark side possesses. He could feel his consciousness slowly turning off. His vision being slowly taken away until darkness had taken him.


The next thing Rubrum noticed was that he was bound to a surgery table, and he himself was wearing an armored suit similar to his former master's.

In front of him, Emperor Palpatine was watching him with a disappointed expression. His voice was filled with disappointment.

"Both of you and your twin sister had such promise. The two of you could have been my successors for the Sith Order, the two of you as my equals. But now... You're now like your dead master, a broken man, a shadow of your former self."

He looked at the metallic exoskeleton covering his body with claws on his fingers. Like Vader, metal was grafted into his body, but he ensured there was still flesh in his arm, allowing him to cast Force lightning; an ability Vader was unable to do. His helmet was a Ubese bounty hunter helmet with a rounded top and the T-visor of a Mandalorian war helmet. His entire armor is based upon the Sith Stalker armor but with a few modifications, to say the least. His breathing is much worse and terrifying than Vader, the type of breathe that one could give nightmares, it's as if one is snoring in a bucket and yet somehow make it horrifying. Sidious looked away from him in disgust from the pathetic state that Rubrum is in.

"But I may still have some small use of you. I still have enemies to find and destroy. You will do my bidding until I find a new apprentice. And then, like Vader, you will be cast aside."

As the medical droids advanced forward, Rubrum was struggling to brace himself but was unable to brace himself from the Emperor's final words towards him.

"Finish him."

Through his helmet's T-visor, he saw the medical droids doing all the work to ensure the completion of the reconstruction process.

Rubrum was now, once again, Starkiller, becoming everything he had feared in his entire life like Vader.


Atas Dziri smiled cruelly as another successful hunting of the Siarbras Qyâsik had occurred, sitting on his personal extravagant chair. This isn't just the average Siarbras Qyâsik that he had encountered in this world. Nay, it was a Siarbras Qyâsik who had his connection with the Force developed and refined combined with the sheer amount of raw power that the boy possessed. All of that power would be mine and there would be nothing in this world that could oppose him. Not even the brother gods, that he had encountered tens of thousands of years ago, could no longer oppose him and his path for domination. Although, he was a bit angry at the fact that he had lost his best personal elite guards but that doesn't matter, he could find more Force-sensitives and replace them. Also, he got something similar to a Forcesaber and he had tested with it a few times. Now, it rests upon within the console in front of him

He needs some refreshment after what he did to the boy. He presses one of the many buttons on the console that is in front of him. An eye-shaped droid had appeared with a metallic tray that had a bottle of Karujas Zria and a Red Wine glass on top of it. The eye-shaped droid put the tray on the empty space of the console and left the room. Said empty space is in front of the Rakata.

"I would once savor the beautiful taste of Karujas Zria after countless millennia of rest," Atas Dziri opening the bottle of Karujas Zria and pour an ample amount of it in the Red Wine glass and proceeded to drank from it, savoring its tasteful flavors. "Truly delicious, I must say." Then, he drank more of it.

After a few dozen sips of his favorite beverage. That's when he started to notice something weird through the dark side of the Force, an unknown anomaly. He doesn't like an unknown variable. They're too unpredictable, they can either be good or bad. To eradicate such an unpredictable manner. He expanded his sense through the Force. He had felt a bad feeling about this.


Darkness, darkness. That's what Rubrum is seeing. Is it more of the Rakata's tricks to destroy him? He thought. Before, he could continue more to his thoughts. He had felt a voice. An ethereal-sounding voice. The voice had him shut open both of his eyes, only to be in a white empty room. The only thing that had appeared before him is an old man with tan skin, sporting a gray beard, a receding hairline, and blue eyes. The old man garbed himself in simple-looking robes and that he had covered his head with a cowl. The old man looked down at him on the face, indicating that he is lying on the ground

"Child of the Siarbras Qyâsik, we have saved you from more torment before even more torment would be actualized. My name is Olys Hom" The old man that called himself Olys Hom spoke to him. Rubrum started to stand up after he had heard the words spouting from Olys Hom.

"Thanks for saving me from the terror that I was forced upon into. Also, what do you mean by we?" Rubrum both thanking the man and questioning him.

"Ah, yes. As you can see, you have liberated our souls from the grasp from that despicable monster. You have allowed our souls to be freed from the dark corrupting influence and even allow us to enter the netherworld of the Force. That's also the reason we save you, to repay you for saving us. Now, the others are preparing to help you while I would talk to you." Olys Hom answered his question.

Rubrum was at first confused at the answer but then he quickly remembered his battle with ten metallic constructs. Through the Force, he could feel a tad bit familiar presence within the old man when compared to one of the metallic constructs but without the corrupting influence of the dark side. Did he had somehow save the ten beings corrupted within the dark side from the depths of Chaos? Did his special power had somehow save them? And other million questions are now flowing through his head.

"I can see that you're confused, Child of the Siarbras Qyâsik. It's your very power that had allowed us to be saved from the depths of Chaos. Now, clear your mind, child." Olys Hom trying to ease his confusion.

Rubrum doesn't trust strangers that much, but if the old man is saying is truly true? Then, he would divine a whole new trove of info that would grant him more understanding of his newfound power. Rubrum then cleared his mind from any thoughts. Doing the best he can to do that. Then, his mind is now a blank slate.

"Good," The old man said "Now, I would let you witness the history of your kind, the Siarbras Qyâsik" Then through the Force, Olys Hom flowed the necessary knowledge to the boy's mind to learn more about his ancestry.

That's when in the boy's mind. That he can see the beauty of space. Stars, meteors, asteroids, nebulas, and what's made up of the visibility of outer space is what reminded Rubrum of how outer space is truly beautiful despite the dangers of it. Then a non-corporal, energy-based being appeared. Its body produced a never-ending shifting, swirling, pulsating, and a shimmering array of silverish light.

"At the beginning of your kind. Hundreds of thousands of years ago, there's a Celestial named Argent Patri. He's one of the main Celestials, the Celestials who had walked between the light and the dark,"

Then a map of the entire galaxy had replaced the Celestial named Argent Patri. The map had several colors in it, indicating the several ancient civilizations of the galaxy. The largest is the color white and it had the text "Celestial" on it, probably meaning it's the Celestial civilization.

"In the Celestial civilization that dominated over most of the galaxy had believed that all other beings except for themselves are inferior beings continually endangering their own lives and the lives of others through poor decisions, reckless behavior, and simple inability to engineer the reality of a utopian dream. To them, they're like children crying in frustration because they do not comprehend their own limitations. And that the inferior would never become as equal as them

They contend that it is the responsibility of the wise and powerful to provide structure in order for civilization to survive and thrive in the galaxy and to show inferiors their place in the existing social structure; those who cannot – or will not – accept that peace and order are far more important than their own selfish desires are to be removed from society before they can inflict any lasting damage thus they justified the destruction of any enemy on the grounds that they themselves – with their clear sense of right and wrong – know best, and any who will not accept their judgment is, therefore, a threat to the proper order of things; as a result of this, even the closest friends can be destroyed without a second thought should it prove necessary,"

Then another image appeared. It's the same Celestial Argent Patri inside a room filled with other beings who have similar appearances to him except that none of them appeared in Silver. To Rubrum, it seems that they're arguing over something in a language so foreign, that despite all of his knowledge on all of the galaxy's diverse language set, he couldn't even comprehend what they're saying. Although, he could guess the feelings common in an argument. As Argent Patri and the others are pulsating violently.

"However, Argent Patri is not of those Celestials. He believed that any Non-Celestial species could be truly equal to them as long as they gave them a chance to do so. Of course, the leaders of the Celestials have disagreed with the idea and find it preposterous. But, Argent Patri is determined to do such a thing but he couldn't unless he had given permission by the leaders. So, they argued for days, weeks, months, years, decades, and even centuries. Until they agreed to a compromise.

The leaders had decided that he, Argent Patri could only make certain members of non-celestial species be true equals as the Celestials, only the worthy ones could do so and that worthiness would be judged by the Celestial Leaders. Argent Patri doesn't like the terms but he doesn't want to argue for the other several centuries. As such he concedes to the terms with frustration but also a bit of happiness that one of his dreams is coming to actualized,"

Another image had appeared. It's Argent Patru who is working on an incredibly advanced tech while other Celestials are working, meditating, talking, and etc. From the looks of it and the prior knowledge that he had given, Rubrum made the intuition that they're creating his kind, the Siarbras Qyâsik.

"Argent Patri had gathered his closest Celestial friends to create something that would act as the first stepping stones to have other species to be truly equal as them. They have used everything to the creation of the thing known as Argentum Potentia or as we know it as Siarbras Qyâsik. The thing about the Force is that it's a concept or a form which completely transcendent and beyond everything in every aspect. It's the thing that governs everything, every reality, every dimension, every fate, every space, every time, every concept, well everything, all of it is bound to the Force.

Argent Patri and his colleagues had inserted the concept of the Argentum Potentia into the very source of the Force itself. Unlike most beings who had to use the Force in which they attempted to crudely bend it to their will, using technology, alchemy, rituals, nexuses, spirits, and minions to further their goals or as the light siders did, attempted to give up their will to the Force and instead have the Force guide their every action and thought. What the Celestials did instead they attempted to tap into the very source code of the Force. Very much like that certain character in a program when they finally start to see everything as it is; just mere code.

Instead of trying to master new Force abilities, to discover new powers and techniques or adapt ancients Force powers from whatever dusty ancient knowledge they discovered, unlike most Force-sensitives. They took it a step further: they tapped into the very essence of the Force and began to alter everything itself they see fit. By consequence, the Celestials are the ultimate masters of the Force itself."

That's when Rubrum felt truly thankful for the old man. He had finally discovered the secret to the Celestial's awesome power. It's not the intense study of ancient text, holocrons, deep meditation into the Force, or what any Sith did to increase their power to get the ultimate power of the Force but rather by changing its very essence, its source code, its inner mechanics. Rubrum had felt a deep epiphany about learning more of the Force. With the knowledge within him, leading him on, he felt stronger than ever before in the Force.

In reality, the Celestials had tapped into a level of power so extreme, so unprecedented that the kind of childish displays of overt power from the likes of any most powerful Sith Lords simply fall short of what one average Celestial can truly be capable of. They were still playing by the rules, looking for new ways to jack up their power, whereas the Celestials quite literally altering reality to their whims.

"Anyway, the act had caused a grand change to the Force on an incomprehensible scale that even the most powerful of the Celestials couldn't even think of. Of course, this act had caused the majority of the Celestials to be wary of Argent Patri and his creation but they still trust him. And so, begins the rise of the Siarbras Qyâsik from their primogenitor, their father, their creator, Argent Patri,"

Then the imaged changed to a different one. It's now countless different Non-Celestial species with all of them have Silver Eyes intermingling with the Celestials and in the middle Argent Patri. To Rubrum, it seems that the old man is correct that the Siarbras Qyâsik had caused Non-Celestial species to be as equals with the Celestials as if they're fellow brothers and sisters

"Now, Argent Patri is truly proud of what he did. He is happy that his act had caused Non-Celestial species to act as true equals amongst the Celestials. It's such a sweet hope, such a sweet dream, came to be in reality. But even then, those hopes and dreams would wipe away just like anything on the universe,"

Then another map of the entire galaxy had appeared. The map had now only three different colors, one is white, one is black, and the other is silver. It seems that the entire Celestial civilization had been fractured into a civil war. The black and white had countless arrows pointing each other while the silver had none. From what Rubrum could guess, both the black and white are in a civil war while the Silver one is his creator Argent Patri trying to stay out of his conflict and that also includes his fellow kind, the Siarbras Qyâsik.

"The cause of the fall of the Celestial civilization is the ideological disputes on the true nature of the Force itself. A group of Celestials known as the Liberum Arbitrium believed that the Force is a God that is untamable and destroys those that try to use it selfishly. They believed the Force enslaves and dooms life to repetitively commit to a pointless, yet inevitable struggle with other users of the Force, seemingly for no other reason than to keep war and echos of the Force to constantly ripple across the galaxy forever. They believed the Force is a God without there actually being any structure, law or will behind its actions as a concrete entity. It is just apparently a binding thing which invading every living thing so that when they die, inevitably because of the flow of the Force, they become a part of it.

These are the things, that had caused the Celestial civilization to fall apart in the civil war which is called The War in Heaven, a civil war between the main Celestials and the Force-hating Celestials. It's where the bright future for the Siarbras Qyâsik is a bleak impossibility. Argent Patri tried to be neutral as possible and that same goes for his children, his creation, his Argentum Potentia or his Siarbras Qyâsik. However, that neutrality didn't last for long. As you can see while Argent Patri is tending to the neutrality of his own territory and his Argentum Potentia. He was being assassinated by a Celestial of allegiance towards the Liberum Arbitrium,"

Another image had appeared. It's Argent Patri death following with a swirling silverish visible mist expanding at such an intense rate. This death had caused unprecedented destruction to the entire solar system, causing it to vaporize at such relativistic speeds and turn into pure non-existence. Rubrum is awed by the power that the Celestials had possessed. He knew that the more powerful a Force-sensitive, the more powerful their deaths would be. The most powerful Sith Lords had caused entire worlds to shake violently and yet this Celestial had caused an entire star system to die with his mere death.

"The thing is that the Siarbras Qyâsik had felt a similarity of emotions within all of them at once simultaneously. They had all felt the emotions of a young child losing their most beloved father. They had become lost, they don't even know what they are meant to achieve, despite that their father, their creator made it clear to ensure equality of all species. Before Argent Patri, only an extremely few of the Siarbras Qyâsik had joined the war on both sides. But now, with his death and also the knowledge that it was a Liberum Arbitrium Celestial who had killed him is being immersed upon by the abyss of falsehoods. Most of them had joined both sides of The War in Heaven,"

Rubrum then saw a multitude of different species with silver eyes wearing two different articles of clothing fighting each other. They have unleashed feats within the Force so powerful, that even Rubrum could feel it through space and time. All of them have unleashed silver brightness coming from their eyes or their bodies if they don't have one. Entire planets, star systems, and even multiples of them are vanquished by the sheer power they're showing.

"The war goes on and on and the Liberum Arbitrium has almost triumphed over the main Celestials. The main leader of the Liberum Arbitrium who is called Kabutadirsi had decided the best way to forever eliminate the Force is through the usage of the Shawken Device, a Shawkenese superweapon so destructive, that it could destroy the entire universe and recreate the big bang, by gathering everything within the universe into a singular point and release all of it through the entire universe and recreating it, thus eliminating the Force,"

Then, an image of a dark crimson colored Celestial appeared and was inside a huge black stainless chamber filled with multiple consoles and in the middle of the room was the Shawken Device about the size of a human body. When comparing in sizes, Kabutadirsi appears to be a giant when compared to the Shawken Device. Rubrum wonders how such a relatively small device had the power to destroy the universe. Are the Celestials that powerful?

"However, a schism within the ranks of the Liberum Arbitrium had occurred. A large group named the Karuzona Diâ Isdawi within Liberum Arbitrium who had only joined them for the sake to release their dark side tendencies under the lie that they would liberate everyone from the Force. They had decided to backstab the leader and seal away the Shawken Device. This caused a rift between the Karuzona Diâ Isdawi and the Liberum Arbitrium. In frustration, the followers of the Liberum Arbitrium decision to wage a galaxy-wide scorching campaign against the Karuzona Diâ Isdawi. This was known as the Muurshantre Extinction. The followers of the Liberum Arbitrium retaliated by causing all of their Cosmic Turbines to destroy every star system in the galaxy, causing untold destruction. Since the Turbines has some degree of intelligence to carry out this order, they had to be destroyed to stop the devastation of the entire galaxy. After that Muurshantre Extinction, most of the galaxy is now full of cinders and ashes. Whatever remained of the Liberum Arbitrium fled deep into the unknown regions where they inhabited the Nihl retreat.

There is another thing that finished them off and kept them from ever becoming dominant again, and that is the Mnggal-Mnggal. It is a single organism that resembles a grey slime. It consumes everything it touches, leaving absolute nothingness, even capable of devouring an entire star system with ease. The Mnggal-Mnggal was likely created by the Liberum Arbitrium as a type of biological weapon, but it soon got way out of control. This organism was able to devour entire star systems, preventing the Liberum Arbitrium from ever becoming a dominant power again. Eventually, they died off, thus ends the War in Heaven. The ruins of their culture can still be found in the Unknown Regions if one knows where to look,"

Multiple images then showed what the old man said. Rubrum saw Force-based technology like Centerpoint Station but more massive spewing red beams throughout the galaxy, affecting entire star systems and annihilating them out of existence. The sheer technological power of the Celestials reminded Rubrum that these Celestials are one of the most powerful species in existence.

"The mainstream Celestials were able to survive as a civilization, but most of their elders were killed and their repositories of knowledge were destroyed causing them to lose most of their Force traditions and their technology. The slave races that were under their control were mostly wiped out in the Extinction. However, over the millennia they grew in power by learning how to use remnants of the Celestials teachings. The Gree were able to control and reverse engineer and improve on most of the Celestial's advanced technology, and the Kwa were able to improve on the Celestials Force traditions. Due to the advancement of their former slave races, the Celestials were pushed back to a small corner of the galaxy. They continued to survive until tens of thousands of years later when the Celestials wiped out the remainder of their once-great civilization and caused their main star to go supernova, ending their reign forever."

Rubrum felt enlightened about what had happened to the Celestials. Now, a question popped up in his head, what had happened to his kind, the Siarbras Qyâsik.

"What had happened to the Siarbras Qyâsik after the War in Heaven ended?"

"Well, child of the Siarbras Qyâsik. They had created civilizations of their own. Most of them are dedicated to the restoration of the galaxy and the honoring of the Celestials, a few of them had followed completely the dark side of the Force, a few of them also had decided to leave the galaxy altogether by exploiting a hole in the Galactic Barrier, that the Celestials created. Until the Rakata had risen up to power.

At the beginning of the rise of the Rakata Infinite Empire. The Rakata had started to hoard teachings of many different Force traditions, cultures, and teachings from the Kwa species and that includes the pass-down Force knowledge from their master race, the Celestials. The Celestial's Force knowledge had contained numerous Force techniques, abilities, practices, philosophies, and etc. Despite the Kwa containing such things, it is their compassionate and pacifistic philosophy that had prevented the use of such things. This led the Rakata to learn the Siarbras Qyâsik and the power they hold.

The closest allies of the Kwa are a group of the Siarbras Qyâsik known as the "Wokel Sl-Ghul" and they have heeded the near extinction of the Kwa species. They're not the most powerful of the Siarbras Qyâsik but they're the most numerous among the Siarbras Qyâsik within the galaxy and their main beliefs are, of course, similar to those of the Kwa. Unfortunately, for them, the Rakata had learned that they would attack them and set up a trap for them to gain their powers. The Wokel Sl-Ghul had sent millions of its own members to stop the Rakata expansion by attacking there capital world which is the planet Lehon, believing that they would destroy them due to the belief that they're superior Force-sensitives to all for the exception of other Siarbras Qyâsik and the Celestials.

But this kind of arrogance had led to the downfall of the entire Siarbras Qyâsik race. The first Rakata Over-Predor named Ri Aout Wo from the world Byss using its naturally powerful dark side nexus had created an illusion that the Rakata had stationed the planet Lehon and battled them while preparing a planetary-scale ritual on Lehon named the "Duroki Diâ Sosûtari Atas". It is only the final moments of the battle in Lehon that the millions of Siarbras Qyâsik had realized that they're fighting an illusion and having their innate and unique power being stripped from them and a few minutes later, all of the Force Energies were being sucked dried out of them and died.

This relative tremendous act within the Force had alerted all of the Siarbras Qyâsik, that impending doom would come upon them. After the events of Lehon and the great disturbance within the Force, Ri Aout Wo had started a hunt and capture of all Siarbras Qyâsik. All captured Siarbras Qyâsik would be brought before him and have their unique power being stolen and their Force Energies drained."

Images of countless Silver-Eyed beings coming down to the planet Lehon. They're frantically searching for the Rakata until they're too late to realize that it was all a trap set up by the sole leader of the Rakata. Rubrum could see the planetary-scale ritual absorbing all of the power of the Siarbras Qyâsik and to be used as a source of power for the Rakata.

"However, this is the main reason why the Rakatan Infinite Empire is collapsed."

"What do you mean by that? Olys Hom" Rubrum questioned

"As you can see. The exact reason why the Rakata had been fallen is that the plague that had eradicated is actually engineered by a single Siarbras Qyâsik who goes by the name Uhl Liverilanho and that he had done it by using Argent Patri's energies." The old man answered

"To begin with. It's true that your creator Argent Patri had died. However, his Force energies are scattered throughout the universe instead of passing through the netherworld of the Force. The largest concentration of such said energies is in his death place. It had been tens of thousands of years, that the Rakata had been oppressing the entire galaxy and as such, it would be natural that for an absolute disaster to happen to the Rakata. Uhl Liverilanho with his own Force energies combined with both the power of Siarbras Qyâsik and the Force energies of Argent Patri. He had successfully an almost incurable plague that would forever devastate the Rakata species for the countless millennia.

In the end, the Rakata had been nearly wiped out and only a few remnants survived in their homeworld and of course the one who enslave. As for the Siarbras Qyâsik, they're extinct, the last Siarbras Qyâsik died with Uhl Liverilanho."

"The last Siarbras Qyâsik died? Then how did my sister, my mother, and I have Silver Eyes?"

"I can see your confusion, child of the Siarbras Qyâsik. Remember what I said about the Siarbras Qyâsik,"

Rubrum nod his head to what the old man is saying about the Siarbras Qyâsik.

"Well, the thing is that Celestials can manipulate the very source of the Force. This also includes how the Siarbras Qyâsik. The birth of such a being is like on how Force-Sensitives are born except with an astronomical chance. It can either be passed through bloodlines or that they just gifted with the Siarbras Qyâsik since the time, that they had existed, even if there's nothing in their bloodline to suggest such that they have a Siarbras Qyâsik."

Olys Hom then moved his head closer and his eyes intensified its focus to Rubrum.

"The truth about you is that. You're the direct descendant of a Sith Empress who goes by both names Darth Nox or Elara Tinalria. She had the Siarbras Qyâsik"

This comes as an utter shock to Rubrum. The mere fact that he was the descendant to the most powerful Sith that ever exist, Darth Nox, the Devourer of Valkorion. Rubrum recalled that Darth Nox would use the dark side to bring everyone in the galaxy to be an extension of her own will. She would ultimately consume her own hierarchs into her own ego. In turn, each of these adepts would consume others beneath them, until at last every last sentient being were assimilated into the Darth Nox. Darth Nox was already quasi-immortal, having overcome death by means of possession; by then, she would have transcended the mortal plane itself, becoming more a force of nature than an individual being. Indeed, one questions whether she would have need of her original body at all, having every single body in the galaxy as her own.

The Sith Empress undertakes not only to control, but also exploit, and destroy others, but to obliterate them entirely as beings distinct from herself; she identifies herself with civilization, the State, and ultimately even the universe itself. the Sith Empress will have created a galaxy wherein all life is literally an extension of the self, where others exist solely to satisfy the self's needs and desires. It's a dark side theocracy, in which Nox would create. Ultimately, once the dark side theocracy was instituted in its fullest form.

The Sith Empress had succeeded where all others failed in taming the Dark Side. She would journey across the universe, spreading the shadow of her rule, blotting out the stars themselves, and taking her Dark Rule to other helpless galaxies. Once she had become a sort of God-Emperess – it would become the task of every being, to extend her all-encompassing rule to other galaxies, as well. In its final form, the Sith Empire – or, more correctly, the Sith Empress – would be a sort of mystical, expansionist organism; ironically, the result of the Empire's increasing totalitarianism would be anarchy, as the concept of the state would be rendered wholly obsolescent by the apotheosized Sith Empress. In the face of a truly immortal being imbued with a supreme mastery over the dark side and who's will is within every being in the galaxy, one might very well conclude that Darth Nox had become an unstoppable Force.

If what Olys Hom said is, in fact, the truth. Then, it would make sense for his capabilities within the Force is said to be truly unprecedented.

"That's enough history for one day. It's time to prepare for you, me, and the others to once put an end to Atas Dziri's existence. Now, it would take a few seconds for you to go back to your body. I hope you good luck," Then Olys Hom disappeared from sight.


Within one of the countless hallways of the fortress inside the mountain. One can see a single Rakatan droid carrying the corpse of Rubrum Rose. Everything is nice and quiet until the corpse is revived back from death itself and released itself from the grasp of the droid after that he stood up perfectly on two legs. The droid notices this instantly and is prepared to alert Atas Dziri but before it could. Rubrum used his capabilities and instantly destroy the droid before it could do anything. He had done so by crushing it into a small ball that it could fit perfectly on the hand of a child. With the ten souls helping him, strengthening him, he felt stronger than ever.

With the Force guiding him. He knew the shortest route to where is the Rakatan. As such, he started to run as fast as possible. There's no obstacle in front, which would save him a lot of time. After a few minutes of moving through the giant labyrinth. He's now in front of the entrance of the room where Atas Dziri is located. He had slowly entered the room. He could find out an extravagant chair that is sat upon by the Rakata who had imprisoned his soul inside a mind prison.

He could feel his own anger, his own revulsion, his own hatred, his negative feelings growing within. Rubrum knew that the Force enhances all things emotions included. He needed his emotions to be in check and not suppress it or let it control him. Suddenly, the chair rotated to the boy. The Rakata who had an expression of a cruel smile. Atas Dziri clapped.

"I must say. You truly impressed me, boy. No one in history had ever escaped from the machinations of a mind prison. This is proof that you have exemplary capabilities with the Force itself. Which is perfect to gather more power to ensure my rightful governance over the galaxy," Rakata praised Rubrum for his capabilities within the Force.

"It's time for you to die!"

Then, Atas Dziri started spewing countless forks of crimson Force Lightning moving at such reality-rending speeds. Rubrum barely dodges the attack itself. Then Atas Dziri creates countless waves of Force Destruction towards him. Rubrum again dodged the barrage of attacks barely. Atas Dziri had also created several creatures made out of dark side energy, they took a shape of a bat and they started pursuing the boy. Rubrum dodged and attack the bats with the Force, killing all of them.

This sort of activity continues for countless minutes. The boy in a constant state of defends while the Rakata is in a constant state of attack. The status quo broke when he was being reminded of the Siarbras Qyâsik. He needs to do something to activate his power on command or else this fight would take for a long time. He tried to do it, the thing that activates the Siarbras Qyâsik. He started searching while fighting against the Rakata, but he couldn't.

However, his focus on activating the Siarbras Qyâsik had lead to an opening in which the Rakata exploited. He conjured up multiple dark side tendrils and started to thrust towards the boy at such insane speeds. All of them struck against the boy's head and the head is utterly annihilated from existence.

Rubrum could feel his head utterly annihilated. His mind is destroyed but he wasn't ready to pass on the netherworld of the Force. He was destined by the Force to die here, it was meant to be actualized in reality. However, his own inner will his virulent storm of emotions, and his own memories that is upon his very being, his very concept upon existence had refused him to die. The Silver-eyed boy had his every aspect of him to be filled with both the light and dark together and created an offspring of the purest and absolute quality whilst getting him to a state that is indistinguishable from the state of oneness with the Force. He had fought against the will of the Force itself with his sheer own will and succeded at making it yield against his will. The Force had yielded before him and made concepts such as death, fate, and reality to act according to his own. He had re-entered his body through his own will and his head is regenerated at blinding speeds. His entire body is devoid of any injury. His eyes are now glowing brightly than ever before.

"For all of the lives that you had ruined. It's time for you to be sent to Chaos!" Rubrum stated harshly his words towards the Rakata

he started blasting Silverish Force Lightning with blinding brightness towards the Rakata with his single hand. The Rakata started floating and smashed against the wall, then Rubrum joined his other hand at the attack and intensified the damage.

Atas Dziri willed the dark side to flow through his body to protect him from the deathly damage that the lightning does. Even then, it's not enough to save his life. Atas Dziri screamed and screamed from the sheer potency that the lightning showed. His inner organs are slowly dying off and after a minute. Atas Dziri had finally died. His very own soul being dragged down to the abyss of Chaos.

Rubrum Rose finished his attack and his eyes are no longer the blinding power of the Siarbras Qyâsik and are now his special silver eyes. He started to feel tired. That's when he is reminded that he needs to get his two lightsabers and to free the huntress, Ciane Cinna. He started to reach out with the Force and with a simple command. Both of his lightsabers are now within his grasp. But before, he could do that. He needs to get this rid of this place of the dark side energies before it could do anything.


A/N: Here it is another chapter of The Silver Eye Force User. Holy crap. This is the longest chapter, that I've ever wrote

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