On a Dark and Stormy Night.. ..In a galaxy far far away. Master Plagueis hunched over his small jar of souls.. it was brimming to the top. Hundreds of slain Jedi resided within. Their Maxichlorians slammed against the strange antiforce that coated the walls of the jar. Plagueis chuckled to himself as he chided the faeries toothily oh friends.. do not despair! Your deaths were not in vain... how else would you give purpose to the hundreds of thousands of midichlorian beings who were harvested to make the ounce of gel you so strongly strain against? He leaned back and eyed his collection - and lo.. you go to a far greater purpose my Jedi friends The Master stood, disrobing to bare and rose from his chair, hovering with folded feet and hands a few feet from the ground. He closed his eyes and with a flash the room burned a bright infrared - the Jar exploded and as the souls of slaughtered jedi sprang evasively into the air, they obliterated themselves against the firewater orb Plagueis had surrounded himself in, when every Maxichlorian had been resorbed he tilted his head back and swallowed the bubble - His body began to glow, as did his erection, and for a second he seemed a golden god - but as he ejaculated into the nether he lost, temporarily, his entire connection with the force. When Plagueis awoke, he was seated comfortably.. but his mind was ill at ease. The experiment had failed. No new life was created. All of his work was for naught. He retired to his chambers a broken shell of a man. Meanwhile his apprentice.. a young Lord Sidious, was behest to a most incredible spectacle. He sensed the despair in his Master and knew, the old fool had no idea what he had done. He waited for the REM pulse, and quickly rose from his meditation. Entering his masters chambers and slaying him without so much as a thought. This. Could. Never. Come. To Pass. Meanwhile.. a virgin witch from Dathomir, was made mother to a child. A boy.
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