Author's note: This bonus chapter doesn't really move the plot forward but I really wanted to include it. Hope you guys like it.

As always, please consider visiting my forum: Siths of 40k. Enjoy.

Disclaimer:

This story is a fan fiction of my own creation inspired by various sources. Both Darth Vader and Darth Sidious along with any Star Wars franchise reference belong to Lucasfilm, while all secondary characters, environment and locations belong to Games Workshop. I do not claim any ownership of the source material. This story was created for entertainment purposes and not intended to be linked directly to either the Star Wars universe or the Warhammer 40,000 universe official canons. All rights reserved to the respective owners.

My sincere thanks to George Lucas, Rick Priestly, Andy Chambers and all the people in charge of creating and expanding both of these fantastic universes.I hope you can keep fascinating and inspiring many generations to come.

I also appreciate all who collaborated in the editing of this fanfic with their reviews, shout-out to:

u/1515601/Mashot-Tito

u/8116872/SuperSaiyanDiclonius

u/8428704/You-re-Normal-Sheevite

u/5519409/Imperial-Briton

HEMA (user)

and above all my readers. Love you guys.

41st Millennium: A Star Wars Story

By: Lewis II

Original Idea by:

YouTube (2018). " Could Darth Vader survive in Warhammer 40k?" Commissar Gamza: YouTube. From: /p0czd32HPQw

YouTube (2018). " Could Darth Sidious survive in Warhammer 40k?" Commissar Gamza: YouTube. From: /p0czd32HPQw

Logo by Lewis II, both emblems are property of Games Workshop and Lucasfilm

Interlude I:

Deception

The gate opened and two imperial officers walked in with a hasty pace, both entered the elevator and rapidly ascended to the top floor. While the elevator kept humming, they nervously looked into each other. It was the first time seeing the emperor in flesh, and though he was a revered figure, many stories circled between the troops about his unpredictability. They patiently waited for a small squad of death Troopers to catch up with them before entering a grey hallway, full of imperial guards. As soon as the cargo was checked, the party entered a dark round room with a throne across. In the midst of the gray throne a dark figure rose. Its presence and movement was unmistakable, it was the emperor. As he adopted his regular pose, he talked with a raspy high pitched voice:

"Captain Pronuk, Lieutenant Darren. I expect you to bring good news."

Both officers stood firm and put their heels together, snapping their boots in a martial fashion. The young captain then spoke:

"Our operation has successfully concluded, mylord."

The emperor gently caressed the crate as he stared at it, he then turned to the pair.

"Did you salvage the texts on the ancient ruins?"

"As requested, mylord." Pronuk hastily mumbled

"Good...good."

He rapidly gazed into the content of the crate before pulling a hand full of ancient scrolls and papers out of it, handing them to a robed servant. He then pulled the last content of the crate with both hands. A cloaked object, shaped like a pyramid, from which a flickering red light emerged.

"I suppose you have kept his task off the imperial records."

"Other than the guards and yourself, nobody knows we are here, my emperor."

"Excellent."

With a nod from the emperor, the imperial guards killed the party and collected the corpses into a moving platform. From behind the guards, Darth Vader appeared:

"Do you know what this is, my apprentice?" The emperor asked.

"The hollocron of chaos, created by Darth Sion." Responded Vader with a disinterested voice.

"It was not only in the possession of Darth Sion. This holocron contains the ancient teachings of both Exar kun and The great lord Marka Ragnos."

Vader remained steady, with his arms crossed. He had learned about some lords of the sith and their exploits.

"And what do you plan to do with it,mast-?"

The emperor interrupted Vader as he continued his speech.

"He commended many historians, scribes and archeologists to find the ancient powers of the dark gods of The Force. He searched for anything that would make him an equal to the Lord of hunger, Darth Nihilus. Envy and fear are powers that few understand, Lord Vader. They drive our deepest desires and most ambitious prowesses." He continued while revealing the holocron, made of crystal and bent metal.

"It is mentioned by scholars that within the ancient Epistle of Marka Ragnos, lies the key to unlock the holocron. The power within it was part of the first Dark Lord himself, which would grant those who are worthy the access to different realms of existence. With these texts, we shall dive deep into the knowledge of the dark gods of The Force. You see my apprentice, the Dark side transcends beyond space and time, making all things attainable for those wise enough, making concepts such as time, space and even death practically useless."

Although his respiration and body seemed steady, Vader's heart rate had risen, as if a part of him was willing to try and recover all that was lost to him. Perhaps turning back time would be a solution for him. Even the idea of leaving all the known universe behind sounded appealing. There was little to lose and more to be gained. He cued a group of his servants with a hand command and walked towards the texts.

The two Siths spent continuous hours translating and correcting the texts into a cohesive order while the servants prepared the hall for the ritual. New texts and glyphs appeared on said documents as they were manipulated using The Force.

The kyber crystals were placed, the blood was painted into intricate patterns and symbols, some of them recognized by Lord Vader. A big bowl was placed on the center where the limbs and innards of the victims were placed, resembling some sick feast for a human eating entity. A diamond shaped metal object was placed on the bowl, in the middle of everything. The emperor, Darth Sidious, placed the texts on a small altar close to him. He extended both arms up pointing at the offering and started chanting as he directed his lightning to the four kyber crystals. The chants confirmed Vader's suspicions: it was the ancient tongue of the Sith, spoken between the high functionaries and leaders of the ancient Sith empire. The emperor started chanting louder and louder, as it seemed that sparks were igniting out of the center.

The kyber crystals started to convert the energy into light, which became more and more intense until beams irradiated strings of red energy, as if the crystals bled a steady flow of its purity distilled into Dark Side energy. Soon, the hall was covered in a crimson energy field that came from the diamond shaped receptor. Then, a blast silenced the room, covering all within. Both Sidious and Vader were absorbed by it and expelled through a massive tunnel made out of light. Vader felt the energy running through him and separating his body from his consciousness. There was no pain or discomfort in his body, but an overwhelming tingling and a light weight on it, as if he was dissolving away into the energy. Then, nothingness. No control of his body, no thought on his mind, only pitch black on his sight. Atop all this, his fading respiration. He had failed once more. His master had tricked him, almost the same way as Momin not so long ago. Now, he was sure that he would pay for this mistake with his life.

As soon as his body responded, he stood and looked at a scared army. He was at Seperus Prime.