somewhere in the galaxy, in a place so dark, yet both so profane and sacred at the same time, you have procured the second and most recent grimoire of a "Cremek candorus" for reasons only known to you.
"Why hello again, child, it's been quite the cycle, hasn't it, and it is quite intriguing you would seek out my grimoire once more, despite my knowledge. I can sense it, even amongst the stars.. You want more, to see, to learn.. And you, my learner without a master, have come to seek my guidance, I shall oblige.
"WE are the sith."
To follow me on this path, my friend, you must know how the sith came to be in this universe. I will not Lie to you, the ancient texts and history books of our order make it clear we are indeed descendants of the one and only jedi order. But these founding "sith" were the first to realise the universal truth of passion, and they were exiled from the closed minded order as a result, afraid of something new, something better, they chastised us, then eventually.. declared war.. on our kind, in what would be known as the great hyperspace war.. or as we regard it, an excuse for our genocide.
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