Iorthunger
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A hooded figure stands in the middle of the training room awaiting for his soon to be master Darth Aper, to bein his journy twards the the darker path. He has been waiting quite a while so he became bored and began twirling his two lightsabers around and around, imagining he is slaying the jedis who stand in his way. Waba is already very good at using his lightsabers, all he really needs to learn is the darkside of the force. All he knows about the force is, there is a lightside and a darkside. The light Force users try to bring peace and balance, while the darkside Force users destroy peace and bring pain and destruction apon. Waba could care less about peace and balance, he is all about hate and destruction.
Twenty minutes went by, his master still has not arrived. Waba becomes very angery and very impationt. He feels like torchering someone, someone should suffer because he is not happy. That is just the way things should be, atleast in wabas mind. Waba begins to swing his lightsaber in anger, his face turns red and veins begin to pop from his face. The darkside is flowing through him like a tornado, he doesen't even know it yet. Soon he will discover his amazing power, and poribolly become one of the most powerfull siths in history. He can not waite to get his hands on a jedi and torcher him for hours. Sick, and dark thoughts flow through Wabas mind. A smirk appears on the Jawas face.
Twenty minutes went by, his master still has not arrived. Waba becomes very angery and very impationt. He feels like torchering someone, someone should suffer because he is not happy. That is just the way things should be, atleast in wabas mind. Waba begins to swing his lightsaber in anger, his face turns red and veins begin to pop from his face. The darkside is flowing through him like a tornado, he doesen't even know it yet. Soon he will discover his amazing power, and poribolly become one of the most powerfull siths in history. He can not waite to get his hands on a jedi and torcher him for hours. Sick, and dark thoughts flow through Wabas mind. A smirk appears on the Jawas face.