The Danger of Incantation



I, Aristan Tombstone, the learned of the Sith, write this manuscript not for me to read, but for it to serve as a warning against a sorcery called the Incantation.

For the Darkness unleashed with it, is too powerful even for the force of chaos to withstand.

The creator of this spell remains unknown till this time, for if he were to reveal himself , he would attract wrath for what he is done.

Only once the Incantation has been used and that one time was enough for us masters of Darkness to bury it in a tomb somewhere on an unknown moon.

And the ring helping it , cut in five pieces. Before it was dealt with, the Incantation fell into unwise hands and was used to summon an evil greater than we are.

The powers of a resurrected Dark Lord multiplied by a hundred fold are too dangerous for everybody, even for us.

The destroyed galaxy has no worthy planets to conquer and no cities to enslave.

If we were to permit the power of the Dark Lord to grow, he would attack and destroy all that we held in our hands.

But it is not my duty to go on with this, but to tell you the full tale of Dark Lord's ressurection and to tell you why we, the Sith, have banished him forever.

It all started with one, an ancient and weak Dark Jedi, who has managed to establish himself in the republic as one of the advisors.

However, his career was short-lived. After making worse and worse choices, the advisor was expelled from the Republic in dishonor.

Even his weakened powers did not help to convince the cold senators to take him back and not deprive him of a job.

The second time he came into the office of one of the senators, he was thrown out by his bodyguards for yelling at him. The Dark Jedi was desperate now.

But then an odd feeling of revenge and the memory of his old days as a hunter came back to him and he felt angrier and angrier.

He started searching for a way to punish the senate for expelling him. Just simply killing all of them seemed too easy.

He wanted to show them the true face of Darkness. He searched many hyperspace lanes for a solution, and his plan became dimmer and dimmer.

In the end, the old man became desperate and decided to let it go and forget about his lost job.

At this time, he walked into a cantina on the far side of some backwater Republic planet. He kept ordering more whiskey until he got so drunk that he could barely hold himself on his feet.

Suddenly, a man that looked like a thief came up to him and without a word shoved a piece of paper into his hands. The former advisor looked on the paper, but couldn't comprehend the words. After ordering one more glass of whiskey, the man fell asleep. When he awoke, the paper was still there, in his hands. After looking at it blindly two or three times, the man recognized it.

It was a spell, a Sith sorcery spell, written in the Sith runes. It has been long since he has seen one, and so his ability to read the language has gotten weak.

But the man understood that there, before him, lay his chance to strike back at those who offended him, and so somehow he managed to translate the paper. It contained directions for an ancient spell, but never said its exact purpose.

It also contained some sort of Sith incantation. The man has followed every direction bit by bit and has eventually ended up in the Korriban Necropolis of the Sith Lords. He stoodbefore one of the pyramids, preparing to cast the spell and preparing its components.

Slowly, he started to read the incantation and stretched out his hands toward the cone of the ancient pyramid. Suddenly, the tiny door at the pyramid's end has started breaking, and the man felt sudden terror of the result of his spell.

As the door broke, the man started running, not seeing what he has unleashed. He awoke a power which has been asleep for millenia, and gave it strength hundred times bigger than it once had. That was the shadow of the fallen Dark Lord, and now that shadow was free. As the being stretched, it only thought, and the escaping man who by this time got to his spaceship, fell dead.

As the being broke free from its chains of death, a sudden surge of dark power could be felt by every Force user in the Galaxy, Light or Dark. Such power could not have come from any dark jedi, and was therefore something out of this world.

Meanwhile, the shadow of the Dark Lord flew toward the dark planet of Onderon through the infinite stretches of space.

It had attracted all who could use the force there. The shadow started its own kind of dark meeting among thousands of amazed jedi.

It has declared that it will destroy the Republic and become the supreme power in the whole Galaxy and declared the jedi its army. First, they had followed, but then some of them started rebelling and attacked the shadow, for to see their homeworlds ruled by such darkness is unbearable. The shadow roared in madness, and with a single wave of its hand slain many of those who started the rebellion. The more powerful jedi managed to escape and alert the rest.

The ancient Sith Lords and Sith Magicians had gathered to discuss how to deal with the shadow.

After a long sleepless night, they created a powerful spell, a spell which would banish the shadow from this earth once and for all. Their plan was to lure it back to Korribun. For that purpose, they used one of the most powerful Force crystals, and contacted the shadow through it.

It had not been long until the Dark Lord has come to Korribun. Like a beast, he searched for the crystal like a hungry animal looks for a piece of meat.

The shadow unknowingly was walking into a trap. The crystal was placed right in front of the Dark Lord's pyramid, and that was the place where the shadow came.

As it approached the crystal, it became blinded by its immense power, although itself powerful. The shadow did not hear the hundreds of Sith master step out of their hiding.

As they started casting the spell, the shadow felt a sudden shock of pain. As it turned around, it saw the masters who doomed it.

They stretched their hands out,and that which was the Dark Lord once, has become no more.