Korriban : Temple of Naga Sadow

[Toxic]

Amongst the rubble of the now forsaken temple of the sith, passed the grounds of the excavations, down in the pits of the temple of Naga Sadow, the dark side awaits.
Over the years, this place has gone to hell. Since the days of Revan, the struggle for power and control over the academy was it's downfall. There is no life on this barron wasteland....except for one.
Toxic, the last known sith of this dying race, sought refuge in this place. Shortly after the fall of Darth Trea and not seeing anymore challenges, this once proud Jedi Guardian came to Korriban to seek enlightenment, but instead fell to the darkside and due to a cursed artifact, he was bestowed everlasting life. Deep into meditation and study, Toxic was biding his time.... Waiting for the right moment when a new age of darkness will cover the galaxy.

[Arka]

*PLOT UPDATE*

10 years earlier...

The lightsabers flashed. This was a battle to end all battles. This battle was Brother against brother. Good vs. Evil. Arka vs. Leviath. They matched eachother blow for blow. There was no end to it. Neither of them were useing force powers, since they both knew it was a useless thing to try. It was all a battle of skill now.

Parry...
Sidestep...
counter...
duck...
dodge...
roll...

Then, the moment came. Arka jumped into the air, and as he did so, he used a new technique, and through the force, Arka grabbed hold of the heart beating within his brother.
"I am sorry for what i must do. But it must be done." He gripped harder. he pulled. He looked away as his brothers lightsaber fell to the ground, clattered, and powered off. The silence echoed everywhere, and Leviath Faded away, becoming one with the force. He was taken to Korriban, and given the proper burial of a sith lord.

[glow=red]Arka, i will not say i am not mad at you, but i will forgive. mother and father say hello. Make them proud.[/glow]

As the burial was completed, Arka felt a presence in the Temple of Naga Sadow. A dark presence. Arka knew he would feel this presence again, some time, but ignored it and walked away, never turning back.
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Present day

The dust was layers thick. No one had walked in here since the burial of Leviath Myyth, the great Sith Lord. There were cob webs everywhere, and moths fluttered around. The place was filled with evil, an aura darker then night. He was to awaken soon.