Corsin system, Pef Empire

19 BBY Two weeks later

The rescued people from Dentaal have thought about it for a week, then decided it was safer to remain here, then have their planet return to the Galactic Empire. I wonder what took them so long.

And while they did that, 3 more planets from Kessel and a few gigatonnes of asteroids were also moved to Corsin, and spacestations and shipyards arose, much easier than before. Since the Centerpoint was a cheat with teleport and tractor beams as well.

And now is time to let the energy recharge, and go on the next destination. Gizer system.

And here, first thing I need is another former Rakata planet, and I decided on Seoul 5 , that planet which Han Solo would have destroyed as an 'adventure'.

It is deserted, but thrums strongly in the force. Much stronger than other such planets.

Very likely because of the Crystal control room from below the capital.

And the Key crystal inside..."the crystal is also capable of boosting any sort of energy source, even mental energy!"

Yea, I'd like another boost please. You never know when some evil demon like Wutzek is being set free by some nice adventurers.

Sigh. I'm beginning to lose count how many evil abominations would be committed by this Leia and Han. Including destroying this very Centerpoint Station. Maybe I'd better make sure they'll be locked up tightly.

Right we have arrived at Gizer, and...yank! Come here, Seoul!

First a nice Force imbued planet, to power up the station, then 3 more planets from Kessel.

And now, more nice asteroids...

And let's go visit the Seoul 5 city. Don't worry, we will replace the weird crystal powerplant with modern ones, so the lights will keep running, I'll just move the stockpile of crystals and all the ancient machinery which is still running some 30 thousands years after the last human on this planet was wiped out.

Much to learn I have...

While my fleets and droids begin arriving in strength at Gizer, to help boost defenses and production...

Planet Jedha, Pef Empire

Temple of the Whills

"The future is mutable, most holy Guardian. Which is exactly why I am here. Sadly, no religion is true." I said gently, as the blind man before me murmured some prayer.

"You stand on the holiest ground, on the holiest world in the galaxy, and claim it's a lie, Avatar?" Chirrut Îmwe asked with furrowed brows.

"Peace is a lie. Knowledge is a lie. Power is a lie. Victory is a lie. Freedom is a lie. Only fragments of truth, misleading and causing conflict and evil. A Jedi or a dark jedi, working with half the first book of the five books, learns half of it or less, and is called a Master. And then he goes out into the galaxy, and bends planets and people to his will, thinking he is right. That he has the truth on his side." I said sadly, remembering all those 'Masters' that I defeated with a finger, or just waiting for them to suicide into CIS fire, not even lifting a finger.

"The Prophecies of the Whills come true..." the man said, now looking young, and too wise.

"It is exactly because of the Will of the Force. 25 millenia ago, when the Rakata had conquered the galaxy, enslaved everyone, chased away the Celestials themselves, the people under them all wanted the same thing. And that will, became manifest, and the Rakata lost their force powers, and thus the mighty Rakata force gates and force hyperdrives and force prisons and weapons...became gradually useless. No Rakata could operate them. And so they fled, and took their toys and hid, to wither away. The Infinite Empire became myth, and only a handful of mostly feral rakata remain. The slaves revolted and became free." I mused out loud, my words ringing true, more so than usual. Maybe it was this temple, all the words spoken here vibrated somehow.

"And the Journal, you've read it now..." the man added politely, expecting more.

"The Whills...they are the fifth book. But reading how things end, is not the truth. There is a kaminoan jedi, who had a vision, 700 years ago. A dark army of clones appearing to terrify the galaxy. And when it happened, when the Republic's clones became Imperial stormtroopers, she realized she was the one who made it happen. Master Ha stood watch 700 years, while the Sith Lords completed their plans, and saw nothing." I explained in a soft voice, and used a few telepathy images to show the man the transformation, from clone soldiers, to dark troopers and pilots, in black armor.

"Palpatine. Why isn't the Pef Empire doing something, you could..." the guardian wondered, clenching his lightbow, which was a force weapon...and proof he has attained the 7th duan, or physical perfection. But I already knew that.

"After the Rakata, came the Jedi. At first, doing good things and helping. But slowly, they became fanatic and fundamentalist, exterminating everyone opposing their views. Doing evil things, kidnapping children, mind raping everyone, even helping enslave entire races like the changelings or the Huk.

Orbital bombardments of Mandalorian worlds, or Boonta and lately, began excommunicating their own members, for being different. Like the shards inside the Iron Knights, the Altisian Jedi and many others. And thus, the prophecy of the Chosen One, to bring balance in the force became manifest. The Jedi Order is scattered, their temples gone or looted, the survivors hunted. To balance the Jedi, their numbers had to dwindle, and another sect appear. Thus, Palpatine and his Inquisitors. Now, there is balance in the force. The will of the galaxy came true." I said sternly and letting my despise of the Jedi filter in my tone.

"Ah. So are we to endure thousands of years of Sith domination now?" the man asked, with a faint smile.

"When the people of the Galactic Empire will desire the oppression to stop, it will happen. The Sun Guard of Echani has a prophecy about the Son of Suns. The Order of the Esoteric Pulsar marks the suns in their Book of Stars. And the Journal says... " I whispered softly, since there was a ringing in my ears now.

Someone or something was writing my words down, scribbling furiously.

"I know what the Journal says, Avatar. "... And in the time of greatest despair, there shall come a savior. " We'll just have to wait, for the time of despair, eh? " the man asked rhetorically.

"Well, perhaps not quite so dark. Lianna and Duro obliterations were stopped. Dentaal and Atravis extinctions were prevented. Soon it will be Caamas, or maybe Alderaan.

We will help, here and there, till the sapients of the galaxy make up their minds.

There are thousands of rebellions already. They just need to become millions. Or it won't be enough despair, right?" I said jokingly.

"Very well. You have rested enough, Avatar. One more spar?" the Guardian asked smiling.

Kriff. I forgotten how bad it felt to get your ass kicked. By a blind man.

Boonta system, Pef Empire

Cennterpoint Station

19 BBY Next month

The system at Gizer was prepared and opened for colonization, after I finished terraforming planet Seoul which the Rakata had glassed almost completely, with the exception of the magic city protcted and powered by magic crystals. 3 more planets from Kessel were also moved into orbits that guaranteed liquid water and everything. Goldilocks zone.

And now at Boonta, I'll bring planet Alzoc III , also a Rakata planet and home to the Tlaz race.

They have the Son of Suns as well, so it's not just for the rich minerals.

The last 3 planets from the Kessel death trap get moved as well, and another star system becomes a clone of Corellia's Five Brothers. Hey, I learn from the best!

And the vital access gate to the Pef Empire gets protected by a Force nexus, where the Meteors and the Silencers can use their Force-enhanced beams at best capacity.

The 6000 Meteors at Redforge still need some 6 months to be finished, even with the immense wealth and workforce my empire can throw at them. They are just that big. And becoming a bit useless now.

The Core AI can produce the smaller and faster Hammers battlecruisers at 10 times the speed, even though those ships only have 50 MACs, and those cannons are much shorter, like the Devastation has. Should be enough to blow up an Imperial star destroyer in one salvo, so they'll be good enough. The next 3000 Hammers are already undergoing trials and Core has an ongoing order for one million Hammers. Because this galaxy has a lot of nails. Nails and Hammers, get it?

The shipyards at Raxus now produce Silencers, about 1000 per year, which is good enough. They are small and expensive ships, but those blue Maser-force beams are awesome. In a 'test' run around Gyndine, one Silencer cut 5 Venators in half, in one minute. The droid in command was demoted for 'forgetting' to check the IFF sensors. Too bad the Silencer cruisers need a Findsman to activate and control the beams. Force-weapons are like that. Now my Silencers patrol the North of the Galaxy, hoping to 'stumble' on Vong ships and test the beams on real targets.

Palpatine is throwing all his money and efforts into repairing and defending Kuat Shipyards, and the smaller bays already churn out frigates and small cruisers by the hundreds.

I'll wait till the new star destroyers are half built, then 'leak' the info to the Jedi covenant at Ruul. They'll be happy to sacrifice themselves and stop the Sith, again.

My Corellian friends are sort of upset at the 'liberation' of the Centerpoint, but hey. It wasn't theirs for once, and it was also deserted, for some reason. Not a single person on board. It's in all the books, free salvage.

I'll have to give them more credits to shut them up. In fact, Corel11, go ask them much much.

And have them sign the deed. See! 10 quadrillion credits buy a lot of things.

Now, let's jump to Sarafur, the Rakata planet near Endor. Where the evil dinosaurs will invade, in some uncertain future. And let's break the tidal lock with the parent star, Kuna's Tail, and tractor the planet a bit outside the hot zone. There! No more perpetual dark side.

And lock on planets Telti and Foundry and bring them here, since those are production planets, which we claimed as loot from the CIS. Then, planets Eadu and Jakku. Mineral and energy.

Somewhere farther from the sun, bring planet Dor, which I sort of 'kidnapped' from Endor.

And now we can begin mass producing ships and droids here as well.

And I get to loot the Jakku Observatory, and every Sith relic that Palpatine left for me here, while the planet is being terraformed, and the sand is lifted up to make mirrors and transparisteel.

First thing though, clearing up the pirates, and setting up a factory for explorer droids. I will need a hyper route to Sanyassa, and thus to Bakura.

This will take a month or so till I'm ready, so don't wait for me.

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Jedha system, Pef Empire.

Planet Najedha

The planet NaJedha that the holy moon Jedha orbits, is perhaps even more amazing than the moon itself.

There's no plant life, but the surface is overgrown with pink crystalline structures, some a thousand meters tall, and jagged all over.

And crystals measuring a 100 meters are the norm here. Not to mention, the air is breathable, for some reason, and the wind speaks. Or I'm having auditory hallucinations.

Or this place connects to the World between worlds , where the Guardian of the Whills go, after they die.

But then, these voices are not the wind, are they? The wind is not Force sensitive, is it?

'It appears not, Avatar. Remember to take us with you, when you steal the little ones.' The wind whispered in my head. Telepathy. Memory scanners.

I'm not even sure I want to. This position on the other side on the galaxy, is quite perfect for a lot of things.

'The story says all 5 of the Whills will gather. Here or elsewhere. So it is written...' the wind whispered, and then the ringing in my head stopped.

When did I get here? I was like on autopilot, for a month. Doing and saying things out of character, for me. Where is my armor? Or my ship, for that matter?

How did I get here? Where is Pef? I feel so alone...

The girls...where did I leave my girls?

Planet Najedha, Pef Empire

Centerpoint station.

19 BBY, next month

Whoever stole my Avatar will pay. Unless it's the Force. Then I'll just rage against the cruelest of fate, and build another.

It's a bit of an irony, that I came to Jedha to find myself.

Well, our ships are here, even Avatar's Fade. Asajj and the new girl, Reus ...yep, still in the holy city.

Both half converted, Asajj to some...whatever nomadic thing, and Reus as a Disciple of the Whills.

The Avatar's Terminator armor is empty, and lies abandoned in a closet, inside the Temple of the Kyber.

No damage, last contact with user two months ago, user vanished, without exiting.

So self-teleport or transubstantiation. Or ascension.

'Peffy...where are you?' I sent in the Voice bond, using it the first time like this. No response.

If that Father stole him, he was gonna regret it.

'Wasn't me' the voice from the Glowpoint responded, a bit concerned.

Spooky action at a distance, confirmed. Very spooky.

Nevermind, I had stuff to do.

First, let's bring planet Arbra here. Then Lothal and Ilum.

And lastly, the planet they made Starkiller Base from, the one with a kyber crystal core.

To repair the desert I need a bit colder climate, let's drag Najedha a bit outside...

Huh. I can't? Energy reserves should be enough, especially with Arbra here. More than enough in fact, for a slight change of orbit for a mere planet.

This station can teleport black holes...ten orders of magnitude stronger than what I needed.

Oh well. Another mystery, for later.

Time to figure out what that Grotto City on Arbra is about. Sending explorer droids.

Droids get sucked out of energy when they enter the caverns. Not cool, whoever kills my droids.

Let's arrange a landing party then.

"Good climate. Lots of natural resources. The thick growth of trees will give us perfect air cover. And from the looks of it, no dangerous animals. We might have found just what we're looking for."

―Leia Organa

And there's some nice rabbits around the cave.

I wonder if they talk.

"Of course I talk. Most civilized beings do, you know." Plif , a flufly rabbit male replied annoyed.

Telepathic rabbits. I've seen it all now. Okay then, let's see what's so dark in those caves. Beside the dark.

"Might I remind you, sir, that this is our home!'" ―Plif

Yes, yes wise guy. But there's something there, a rhyme from a song. 'You wanted darker, you kill the pain'

And the original Arbrans did exactly that, after the Rakata left. The Hoojib rabbits are just late immigrants from wherever.

Or else the Rakata would have spitted them on a spear and served them with fries. Possibly fried and spiced sauce on the side.

"That's horrible. So glad I didn't meet this Rakata then" Plif replied with shock.

And then proceeded to drain the energy from a cloaked VSS droid, and his cloaking device.

Huh. Another one like Angie, but worse.

"Hey! I was hungry. Your droid will be fine, right?" the Hoojib leader asked, a bit concerned.

'Stealing a thinking being's life energy is rude. Unless it's a criminal.' I explained gently.

So, a city deep under the crust, surrounded by a self-perpetuating energy field. A library filled with tons of books.

And this Darker guy, which was pretty much a Sith Lord, being for once of Sith species, even if green. And for the other, quite adept at Force powers. Flight, telekinesis, energy absorption, mind alter, somehow focused in purple beams of hate and fear...useless on me anyway, but cute.

"Why are you still standing! Fear me! Tremble before the Darker!" the guy yelled, a bit miffed.

And he can speak too. In Galactic basic. Soon it will want the right to vote!

Weapons tests then. Pew! Maser beam ineffective. Absorbed, in fact. Lasers, too. Electricity. Tractor beams. I cycle about three dozen weapons. Sound weapons are still effective. Disruptors too.

I'm bit disapointed. Well, Zero needs to learn flight...time to imprison...

'You're giving him to me first, metal head. Who's your Voice?' Wialu muttered in the bond, a bit upset I forgot about her. I can't argue with her, or her logic.

'My apologies, Mistress. Of course you have the first pick. I'll come visit Koros soon.' I replied promptly.

Without my Avatar, I wouldn't get any dere-dere from anyone else. And she could use these flight and telekinesis abilities.

Now let's bring up the soul snare....and snare the dark. Whoa, the whole crystal turned black.

This thing is really full of hate and anger. And a biological body that has survived without food or water for some 25 millenia...

Yeah, we're keeping it for 'experiments'

And above the caves, there is this huge Great Hall (Arbra) , which would make a nice tourist attraction. Especially as it is powered by geothermal energy flowing up through power rods.

Maybe a giant mall?

"We're still here, remember? What about our home?" the rabbits asked, a little upset.

Hmmmm. Telepathic rabbits, what to use them for? They could serve as translators, for wookies and other species without speaking abilities.

Help make the galaxy a happy place, and increase communications.

Also on Jedha, with the millions of tourists.

'And keep an eye out for Vong, and Tof and Nagai and whatever extragalactic invaders. Freedom isn't free. It takes hard work and vigilance. Or else...roasting spits' I said, more sternly. They would have done it anyway, but in an amateur way. With a bit of neural training, they'll make excellent counter-intelligence agents. Cause...telepathy. Few things can hide from that. And when the things do hide, then it's even better. They stand out, and we get to apply 'persuasion'.

'Ehhhh. We have to work?' a bunch of rabbits wondered, confused.

'Or be served. With sauce. Or maybe enteched and drained of life energies...corrupted and transformed into batteries or hand radios...erased and killed because you're organic or simply alive. A dozen more crueler fates, I can't describe to children...'

I mused telepathically.

'Work...sounds not so bad, in comparison. Meet new people, and new races. Explore the galaxy...sign us in!' Plif requested formally.

Yep. We do our duty.

Now, where did my Avatar go?

Planet Lothal, Pef Empire

Lothal Jedi Temple

Wherever I am, is not the Najedha planet anymore. Nor once, no more whispering winds and pink crystals the size of skyscrapers.

Caverns, natural caverns with ornate stone pillars and adorned the walls with glyphs and paintings, and laid tile and stone artwork to form meditation halls and rooms devoted to study and contemplation.

And somewhere below, a huge Force vergence, quickly determined to concern the nature of attachment.

Thanks, I'm quite attached, with my work and my maids. And a few friends. A few unborn kids.

Not as attached a Jedi is to his lightsaber. Or even a dark jedi. Miss Fay figured it out huh?

Then again, there must have been 3 months since I wander around in this realm, wearing only thin pants, without eating or drinking.

Not in Corsca galaxy anymore. Not in the Mortis realm...at least I don't think so. There's no Mortis monastery here, or the creepy killik family. Not the void where the Charon roam. I haven't noticed any entropy lovers around.

If this was the Abeloth's realm, the dimension behind Kessel, I would have noticed.

Just corridors, and halls and...Wait.

This painting.

I found out where I am. 100 thousands light-years away, near Mon Calamari space. This is the Lothal temple.

Which needs two people to be able to leave.

And I'm the Avatar. Not even a quarter, of one people.

Kriff. I'm so getting desynchronized right now, from my host crystal.

Poor Pef, must be worried...nah. He'll just build another Avatar. And a better one too. With Fay genes and whatever.

Pef doesn't do worry. He just gets a bigger hammer.

This should teach me to learn flow-walking, in the Temple of the Whills. Yeah.

I'm so screwed.

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Planet Lothal. Pef Empire

100 meters away, and in another dimension.

So, if my Avatar managed to mind-walk or whatever stupid trick he learned. He should be underground, and trapped.

If he's not dead already, of thirst and hunger.

Nah, he'll be fine. He learned the Diathim eating trick, at least the basics.

"Hold my hand Asajj, and think yourself as my apprentice. And step into the circle." I demanded out loud.

"This is stupid. Never gonna work....why is the ground trembling?" my maid asked a bit curious and scared, but more annoyed.

"That's the ritual key to summon the temple from whatever dimension its in. Nothing to worry about" I replied calmly.

Duh, I'm always calm, bitch. No glands to get excited, except over cool machines, or Wialu inventing another...

Nevermind.

Let's enter this thing...hey are those things a Dreambeast ?

So nice of you, whatever Jedi master built this. Dark side apparitions? Not heretical at all, right?

"Hey Pef, why is that illusion showing me having a double team with your skinny droid and my dear Avatar?" Asajj asked curious.

That's your darkest and deepest fear? Or desire? Hah.

Possibly both.

"I'm good as we are, so far, dear maid. But if you feel adventurous..." I muttered, faking perversiness.

"In your dreams, model 34/C vibrator. I have the G model in my room, and still sucks. There's no passion in it. Only Peffy can...is that Peffy?" Ventress asked with joy, and rushed forward into the the maw of another beast.

Oh well. She has to learn somehow, and this is a perfectly good place for it.

Damn, the Terminator armor dispels the beasts as you pass through them. Must be the cortosis shortcutting whatever force ability this is. Now she won't learn...

"Take off the armor, and your clothes Asajj. Peffy needs you, a lot" I yelled after her.

Time to study how this spell thing works, in its intended form. And Asajj naked looks really sexy.

Well, maybe not with those claw marks gouging her pretty skin...

"You know...Peffy is tender and doesn't have claws. Are you into masochism Asajj?" I asked curious.

"W-what....the hell? You tricked me, stupid Emperor! Where are my clothes, get over here you freaky thing. I'll show you pain, here, lightning and fire! How you like them apples?" Ventress yelled while torturing the poor apparition, and still naked.

Very pretty, verry sexy and a bit cruel, my Asajj. And just perfect.

I wish I had popcorn.

"You too huh? What is she doing?" my Avatar asked curious, having stepped out from a picture on the wall.

"Passing her Knight test, I guess. With flying colors, mostly fiery red. So, how did the attachment thing go?" I wondered, really curious.

"Eh. I was mostly naked and without a lightsaber. Just walking around, speaking with the wind, getting lost in another dimension..." My Avatar muttered, a bit ashamed.

"Yeah. So Asajj wants us to do her together. In her darkest desires..." I said, with a tinge of lewdness.

"I do not. Just die, you freak!" Asajj yelled and blasted the dreambast one last time.

'I don't mind. It be like Naruto, once we reconnect" My Avatar said in a dreamy tone.

Huh, exactly like Naruto. If he had any imagination.

'So you found him already...only took you 3 months' Wialu muttered in the voice bond.

'I am reshaping the galaxy and stuff, can't bother to walk the valley of the shadow of death every time a Avatar is lost. He was fine anyway.' I explained politely. I really was pretty busy.

'I can see that. But I get first dibs on the double team. Cause I been all alone here for 6 months. Just one of you won't be enough...' Wialu complained, quite reasonably.

'Right, of course Mistress. We'll jump to Teta momentarily.' I replied promptly. That was gonna be fun.

"So, where you been, lover boy?" Asajj asked the Avatar, while wrapping around him naked.

"Here, there. You know. Adventuring..." the boy replied cheekily.

"I don't care anyway. Let's get to my ship and relax a little. My head is spinning with religious dogma right now, I need to disconnect" Asajj whispered seductively, and dragged Peffy into a long, deep kiss.

Sigh. I can't feel it anymore. I've been disconnected...disconnected...disconnected...disconnected