In a galaxy where darkness triumphed, and the Sith have ruled and fought and torn each other apart for millenium, you stand not as an all powerful dark lord, or even as a dark apprentice.
You are one of millions of force sensitive runts; not even a student yet with mere hopes of becoming something greater. (Assuming your father, anyone higher on the food chain, or your name being drawn by a machine doesn't sentence you off to the Unknown Regions first to fight and die in obscurity against god knows what.)
But hey! Who knows? You might be able to clamber out of the cesspool of a planet you were spawned on and become the GREATEST DARK LORD OF ALL TIME. Or uh, just get a shot at a decent meal and a few legions of terror to boss around.
You are one of millions of force sensitive runts; not even a student yet with mere hopes of becoming something greater. (Assuming your father, anyone higher on the food chain, or your name being drawn by a machine doesn't sentence you off to the Unknown Regions first to fight and die in obscurity against god knows what.)
But hey! Who knows? You might be able to clamber out of the cesspool of a planet you were spawned on and become the GREATEST DARK LORD OF ALL TIME. Or uh, just get a shot at a decent meal and a few legions of terror to boss around.