Ruination Rising: Declaration of Supremacy

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Darth Cain had faded from the Empire, the rest of the Dark Council had been eliminated or simply abandoned their seats. This left only Ruin, he had become the final Darth, outside of Darth Malon within the Empire and as such the title of Dark Lord, at least in Ruin's eyes belonged to him. It was that line of thinking that caused him to address the Empire but more importantly the Sith Order.

"Brothers and Sisters of the Empire, Darth Cain has abandoned us." Ruin stated. "For whatever reasons, he has turned his back on his precious Order and Church." He continued, venom and hunger dripped from his words as he spoke. "He has shown us his inability to guide our Order to it's glorious destiny..." Ruin's voice trailed off slightly. "...but I won't." He stated calmly. "As the final Darth within our Order, I declare myself, Darth Ruin, the new Dark Lord of the Sith."

Ruin's crimson eyes hardened as the words left his mouth, the twisted grin on his lips quickly changing to a flat hardened expression.

"Should anyone oppose me, they will share in Reign's fate." Ruin hissed, issuing a warning before ending his address to the Empire.​

OOC: This is open to Sith/Imperials only, Malon cleared my challenge/declaration. Feel free to post sad reacts only.​

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[Eccles]

The Governor of Coruscant, himself a former Commander within the Imperial Legion, watched the broadcast with a certain degree of irritation. Yet another Sith who had done nothing to further the Empire thought himself fit to lead based on unproven merit. When would they finally understand that being the King of nothing really means being nothing. To Sey, Darth Ruin was a joke and this time he would not let his Empire be defiled. They had made him loyal to the Empire by default, it would always come first, but the Sith Order was holding it back and had to be carved out like a cancer.

Minutes after Darth Ruin's address to the Empire, the Imperial Logo once again interrupted regular Holonet programming and this time it faded to show a human man in a Moff uniform standing inside his office on Coruscant. "Once again a nobody claims to rule an Order that has proven itself to be futile and weak," the words were cold, calculated and meant to anger this so-called Dark Lord of the Sith. "This Darth-" the Moff paused, "-whose name is not worth remembering, shall find his word means nothing within the Empire."

The camera feed turned away from the Moff ever so slightly to reveal a set of decorated Imperial armor and a lightsaber to boot, "To show the galaxy that the Sith Order has outlived its place within our glorious Empire, I challenge this man in his pretentious golden armor to a fight wherein he will die at my hand."

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Disappointment at his own Order was clearly written on Ruin's face as a Moff replied to his declaration instead of another Sith. It was a bold move by a member of the Legion to not only challenge a Sith Lord but declare the entire Order as archaic or useless, one that impressed Darth Ruin immensely. The Sephi cocked an eyebrow as he listened to the man's haughty speech, he could feel the hatred and outrage dripping from each word as he spoke.

"Good." Ruin thought to himself as the man finished his speech.

While the boldness of Moff Sey's challenge resonated within Ruin, it also revealed a flaw within the man, he had little to no foresight. As Ruin grasped his datapad to deliver the coordinates to Rhen Var to the younger man, he couldn't help but wonder how Moff Sey thought the Empire would achieve victory against the Jedi without a counterbalance. While Ruin himself had come to view the Sith Order as nothing more then bumbling cultists who relied upon the worship of a fantastical Dark God, he wasn't a fool, he knew changes needed to be made in order to ensure the Empire's longevity. However, the removal of the Order which provided a solution to the Jedi Question likely wasn't the correct course of action.

Ruin tapped in the coordinates to the dueling grounds every Dark Lord had fought a rival upon but he tapped in an accompanying message alongside it.
"I'd suggest a warmer change of clothes darling, I'd hate for a specimen such as yourself to freeze. We will duel as equals, see you in three days Moff Sey. PS: Good luck." With his message sent Ruin stood to his feet and made his way towards his yacht, his ascension was fast upon him.​

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[Caleb Del'Fin]

Just on the inside of Mandalorian territories, the Twi'lek had taken a transport shuttle back to her homeworld of Ryloth. The old her vowed to never return to the surface of the planet, too many foul memories of the children she butchered when she was young, and seeing her parents slain by the man she once called Master. Through her training, however, she grew to feed off of these thoughts. The sorrow.. the rage.. she learned that these emotions would only make her stronger.
It was in the deepest caves of the planet, out side of her old village where she had visited. She felt a strong connection with the force, as well as her past in these caves, for it was where she first met the hooded man, and where she killed for the first time. The woman placed her double-sided lightsaber to her side on the ground as he lowered herself to her knees. Closing her eyes, she began to meditate. All of those past memories became vivid to her, and she let all of her emotions run wild, making her blood boill
She opened her yellow eyes as she heard the sound of the communicator in her pouch bleeping. Annoyed that someone had the indecency to contact her in the middle of her meditation, she pulled out the datapad to see the symbol of the Sith Order. Moments later, a Sephi appeared on the screen. Darth Ruin, the name he went by, spoke to all of those in the Empire, claiming himself the new Dark Lord of the Sith. Interesting, she thought to herself, if this were true, she wished to meet with this new "Dark Lord." Maybe then she could truly serve a place in the Sith Empire, where those below her would tremble to her power.
As the message ended, another figure displayed upon the screen. He wore an Imperial Moff's uniform, and challenged Darth ruin's power. Jevi'avia scoffed at the Moff's challenge. "Fool.." she wanted to watch as this man was crushed under the apparent weight of Ruin. "A politician.. against the might of a Sith Lord..."

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