This is set in the same alternate future as my RP series, my Rescue from Mustafar trilogy, and my failed fic Gamma Squad, just to be clear, offering insight into the Dark Lord of the Sith in Parts I, IV, and V of the Sith Resurrection series.
Hate. It is such a strong, powerful emotion. When my body was first slain on Raxus Prime by The Mandalorian Jedi, that was what sustained me, for all these years, what allowed me to claim so many other bodies as my own, what allowed me to continue what my master, Darth Khilbron had begun, long before he took on Darth Frigidus as his second apprentice, before Frigidus betrayed him, and returned to the Jedi, before I claimed my revenge by killing the traitor, before I slew the Republic's Neimoidian Chief of State, before I returned from beyond the grave and split the Republic in two. I am Darth Virul, Dark Lord of the Sith, and not even death stands in my way.
I had been taken from my homeworld as a small child by Lord Khilbron, at so young an age that I have no memory of family, friends, or even what planet it was. The Dark Side of the Force is all I have ever known. Khilbron had told me that had he not taken me, the Jedi would soon have, and I would have been their pawn, for they were the true rulers of the Galaxy, corrupt, arrogant, hiding behind the Galactic Alliance, eventually the Third Galactic Republic, but we were to change all that. I learned quickly to hate them, to brutally slaughter any I would come across. However, to truly destroy the Jedi, we would need to also destroy the Republic, and for that, we needed an army. Though we took control of the Imperial Remnant, renaming it the Risen Sith Empire, we would first weaken the Republic, using a massive stock of Battle Droids from the Mustafar system, led by the ancient assassin droid HK-47. They called themselves the Imperium of Machine, and though we knew the Republic could defeat them, they would last long enough to weaken the Republic so that we may quickly sweep in and conquer what remained.
Unfortunately, when Republic Chief of State Komad Secura, escorted by Jedi Knights Alkonium Kaltas and Isomah Enu, met with the leaders of the Imperium of Machine on Mygeeto, things did not go as planned. Jedi Enu had turned against Chief of State Secura and Jedi Kaltas, and destroyed the remaining leaders of the Imperium of Machine, ending the Great Droid War prematurely. After his fellow Jedi abandoned him, against my advice, Lord Khilbron took him in as a second apprentice, giving him the title Darth Frigidus. We were quick to organise the Risen Sith Empire and declare war on the Republic, but my master's second apprentice soon failed us. He may have led the massacre on the Jedi Temple, but after he had been confronted my Jedi Kaltas on Korriban, he turned against the Sith slew my master. Naturally, I took the title of Dark Lord, but I had become the last Sith. The Rule of Two may have preserved the Sith teachings for a thousand years, but Lord Khilbron was right to break it, and I followed suit, recruiting countless Force Sensitives to my cause. Still, I would claim revenge against those Jedi in particular, slaying the wife of Alkonium Kaltas personally in ten years time, and Isomah Enu, formerly Darth Frigidus, in five after that.
In another five years, I met my own end, or at least the first, at the hands of Kalla Vel, master of Alkonium Kaltas' son Komad, on that junkyard world Raxus Prime. In retrospect, it was not so much an end, as a beginning. In death, I had become immortal. When the galaxy believed be to be gone for good, I could operate behind the scenes, manipulating the political climate of the Republic so I may return and conquer. I am Darth Virul, Dark Lord of the Sith, and this time, nothing stands in my way....
Hmmmmm... Not really sure what to make of this, but then again I'm not familiar with the storyline of your RP series and the connection between this fic and the RP so I can't really say much about the story itself. One thing, though, I can say is that it would have been great, if you could have inserted more detailed info on the title character, Darth Virul.
In my opinion, the first paragraph was the best. It gave me chills to think how many bodies Virul had possessed--er, inhabited. "Not even death stands in my way"? :) That reminds me of Palpatine, and Virul sounds like he'd give old Sidious a run for his money!
Fantastic work! :) I wish this would have contained a mini-episode involving Virul.
Well, I'm thinking I might redo this just in the CEC.
This feels more like a summary or a prologue. As I too am not familiar with the RP and hence the characters involved, I can't really say much. Your style is pretty smooth though :)
Well thought out and well written. Knowing nothing about the RP or any of the characters I did love the "not even death stands in my way," line as well as the concept of an immortal Sith manipulating the events in the galaxy. It could be an interesting premise for a fic and I'd love to see more if you're so inclined.
Well done Alkonium. I'm eager to see where this story goes.