OOC - First post in this forum :p Anyways, This RP is basicly showing the transversion of Recon Klain into a different type of attitude, More so he will change to be using his wisdom for study and teachings. In other words, once more he will be a Rogue. But this RP will decide weather he will be a Rogue Dark Jedi, a Rogue Sith, or just maybe a Rogue Jedi... well its unlikly.

IC -

'' From the mits of the galaxy there ly a Dark Lord, Named as Recon Klain. Much of his empire had fallen and he had went from his old ways to a new way. It had to be a change, Now he would request back his ancient ways of the Sith or whatever it he was. Now there was confusion. Klain didnt know his faith. What was he? A Dark Lord? A Jedi Knight? what was his destiny and where did it lay.

Controversy between the Sith had changed much. Now it was much like an imperials point of view. Everyone wanted power, But no one wanted the responsibility to resurect the Sith to what they once were. Now they were sqabbled into seperate places. And Klain indeed had left the infamus Ziost Empire that he built, The Co-Founder Gash Jiren had also left the empire to be a Jedi. Klain knew that he would loss his responsibility to the ancient Sith if he turned Jedi.

But what was it now? The Sith had resurected his dead corpes. He knew it would be wrong to change and it was not his destiny. perhaps there was a balance... ''

This is where the story takes place in reality...

:: In the Unknown Regions there was Recon Klain. He had recently left the Ziost Empire to find more about himself. Now he would be alone. An apprentice would be long and hard to find but it was a task that the Sith Lord would take on. But first he headed to the planet he was most common with known as Vandeliem, It was where he founded the Eternal Rogue Order. There he would search for his past and find the answer to the true sith.

That was his destination. It would be 48 hours inside a Carrack Cruiser before he reached Vandeliem. He would train and work his physical form in this time. For now he would find his own place and await for his destiny. Perhaps, he will find it. If not only the darkness can save him. Klain first needed to ask forgivness from the ancient sith on Vandeliem. He had failed them, And with this new adventure he would bargin his soul for a chance to grasp at the true power of the sith.

He would sacrivice it all for a peice of the real pie. He wanted the power and responsibility of the Sith that he rightfully had. He would be the undefetable. First, He wanted the responsibility, but with it there was power. And now he would get it. With in moments passed he only had 47 hours and 43 minutes before he reached the ancient Sith temples. There he would do his duty for the darkside of the force... ::

:: As the time passed the Sith Lord quickly made use of his time. Heading to the hanger of the Carrack which only carried 2 speeders and a speed bike. There was much space and the gravity levels inside the Carrack could be manuverd. The Sith Lord placed the gravity level at 6 1/2 as its max was 10. He knew the normal presure of the body could take only the max of 9 but he would start small. He quickly grabbed a lightsaber that was on a near by shelf. Klain also grabbed a small tazer that was in a shape of a ball (4 in) it could shoot out lasers that he had to deflect..

As the lasers sprung out Klain closed his eyes as he used the force to block the the shots. One by one you could hear the hissing sounds of the lasers. It was almost so gracful like a balay on skates. It was beutiful to see the force being used in such away. All on Klains mind was seeing the surface and using its resources of the sith to benifit himself. He would also plan to find something there. An un-told artifact that was only in a myth. As he lost the thought of the lightsaber he was dependant ubon reaction as the hissing increased.

Klain stopped as the gravity was making the saber and himself dizzy. The speed was emense inside the carrack. As minutes turned into hours. The Sith Lord walked over to a metalic shelf that had books, they looked old as Klain grabbed a black one, The sheets were made of gold as the inscriptions on it was very old. Klain sat down on the ground as the gravity was kept up. It would boast his consentration as he read heavly into the legend of this artifact known as the Black Ring. Suposedly having the power to command the ancient sith legion of Darth Bane.

The artifact had no real evidence that it existed exept the fact that Klain believed in it.. ::

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:: As time kept on passing by, Klain stood up and placed the book on its shelf. As he stood up he looked around the open space. It was large and empty. Klain would need to make use of his time but for now he wanted to place himself into a trance, known as the Force Trance. It was used to pass time for meditation and would also increase his mental ability. As he stood up he closed his eyes shut as he let the force flow through him, with him, and inside of him.

The time was fast as he opened his eyes once more as he came to see a vast open plain. It was filled with tall grass that stood about 5 feet tall. As he walked through the field he stopped as he saw his 2 sons, Douglas Skywalker and Issace Klain. Both were victorious in everyway. One was a Jedi Knight and the other a Sith Warrior. Both had the equal trates of the father and mother. Soon the image of both of them wept with the feeling of wind. As he kept walking he saw his wife, Amanda Skywalker. Before he she died, Klain told Douglas that his mother was killed by an angry sith.

In reality it was Klain who killed her in his blind rage. He didnt regret it and didnt denie it. He did it for the good of himself and his family. If she stayed alive then Issac would have became a Jedi like his brother. He would see them both in time. Infact it had been 3 years since the Sith Lords rebirth. And that was the last time he saw them. He didnt want to see them just yet. He would let them train seperate and soon he would see them at there best.

Klain had been betrayed twice by his closest friends. First it was Hexadragon who helped him create ERO and then Gash Jiren who helped him create TZE. Now what? Now he wanted to see both of them. See there progress as jedi and challenging them to a great duel. As the Sith Lord thought more the trance went away as his eyes were left with an empty hanger... ::

29 Hours and 2minutes before reaching Vandeliem.

:: As the Hanger was left empty; Klain soon realised he would have to meet up with Hexadragon and Gash Jiren. He didnt want a conflict between them but instead he wanted to know why they betrayed his trust and himself. Why would they do such a thing? Why would they take his trust in the sith and turn it into a crashing nightmare. He pondered off with many of these questions. He questioned his own faith in the beliefs of the sith. Klain knew all to well of the lightsides power and there devotion, He saw it with his son Douglas and with many other jedi that he encounterd over the years.

He knew about the power of the darkside and what it held. He created the strongest of all empires that the galaxy had seen. Eternal Rogue Order was the most powerful of its time but he left it when it became to devoted to its fleets and planets. Instead he created The Ziost Empire, Which is still around and is one of the most powerful forces in the galaxy. But he wanted more then this. What was he to do? Create another empire? It would be to hard and what would it be? would he leave the new empire he created?

People would look down on him. And above all Klain possesed respect among many sith. He knew it would bring his apperance worse. And another order was not what the galaxy would need. Infact, Klain knew another order would just bring down the darkside. So for now he would wait. As his mind kept on thinking he realised it would be time rest, As he headed for the small room which the Carrack offerd he slept into the bed and let the dreams of the darkside do its work.. ::

Meditation came easy, these days, for Gash Jiren- perhaps it was his eagerness to sift through the mysteries of the force. He quickly realized that was probably not it; eagerness brought an end to force-meditation.

It didn't really matter. Sitting, quietly, by himself, allowing the force to flow through him... seeing images, some disturbing, of places far away, times past, times yet to come. Revelations came in an instant- things which previously puzzled him became clear as a sunny Naboo day.

One image seemed to pop up more frequently than the rest, and stay longer when it did.

Recon Klain.

On that decrepid old Carrack cruiser. The one that Gash and his uncle had founded the Ziost Empire on. Jiren almost took pride in that, but the realization of the harm that TZE had brought to the galaxy quickly sullied those feelings. But still...

But if one image was more frequent than others, it was never a coincidence... so Gash decided to try something he'd not before. Passively, he sent a basic feeling of doubt, a questioning sensation outward: hoping it would reach Recon, or whevever it was destined to go...

:: As the Sith Lord slept deeper into his dreams his eyes suddenly shot open. With only one word coming through his voice Gash, Klain knew that force signal from anywhere. As Gash sending this message it would open a channel. There was something wrong, Gash wouldnt contact Recon for no reason. As Klain reached up and stood strait he closed his eyes. As he sent a message back to where it was originated... ::

I can sense you, Release yourself and come forward to your destiny..

:: The message opened and the channel was made. Whoever sent that message would get a returning one. Weather it be Gash, Chances are that it is Gash Jiren. Klain would wait, It would take hours, days, or months before Klain would receive a message back from the originator. For now Klain placed himself in meditation as he saw it to be quite and concentrating on any message being felt through the force.. ::

In the real world, Gash's eyebrow's furrowed. It was Recon. His old Master, his uncle, his compatriot, his comrade in arms. Calling him forth? That wasn't right. Recon was the one still lost, or so Gash thought.

He'd call Recon forth... perhaps his uncle could not be made to see. But he, too, was not as he should be- just as Gash had been as a Sith.

Destiny? I have found that- you do not believe me? Perhaps it is because you are the one who seeks it. Then why is it that I meditate while you search the stars?

:: Without word and only in the mind, Klain spoke. Perhaps, Gash was correct. Klain searching for his destiny and his past. But what of Gash? Had he found his destiny among the Jedi? Klain spoke through the force as another message to be sent to Gash... ::

I search the stars for my destiny, You instead search in peace for tranqulity. Why do such a thing? Your destiny is your own. A Jedi I think not. You know where I am (heading to Vandeliem), In search of me you would find what I feel is your destiny...

:: The message went out to Gash as Klain kept with his meditation he noticed time fly. Klain searched through the darkside of the force. Trying to see where Gash truly was needed. Perhaps in the light or Klain thought in the dark... ::