Belsavis, The Prison World

~~~(POV: Nathan Opal)~~~

~~~(Location: Personal Ship about to exit Hyperspace over Belsavis)~~~

The multiday trip to reach Belsavis is coming to an end, and I couldn't be happier about it.

Being on this ship for long periods of time isn't something I like, and now I get to search on one of the most war-torn worlds in this era of Star Wars.

I remember a lot about Belsavis and the many Campaigns that involved it. My memories are being revealed more and more as time goes on.

There are many things happening, not just with The Star Cabal at this point in time.

From what I remember, the many Campaigns that you could play all had an underlining enemy in the second and third acts you had to pursue.

"The things happening in this Star Wars is almost entirely in line with what I remember from the games..."

The exception is me and the power I hold.

When God sent me here, and I made the wish to be strong enough so I could never be hurt again, I didn't expect the result to be what they were.

"My story is similar to Anakin during his time... Except I was born from Abeloth and not some woman on Tatooine..."

Given my bloodline, I'm wondering how The Force is even letting me exist...

Usually, The Force wants balance in all things... If a being as powerful as me were born, The Force would make sure there was something to balance me out.

Just as Darth Nihilus had Meetra Surik. Revan had Bastilla. Something is missing...

"Is it from the interference of God? Is that why nothing has happened..."

Thinking about my wish, it makes sense...

I can't rule out the possibility that one day someone might be born with power rivaling my own... It was said by The Father that there were beings in the Galaxy that could bind his Son if he were to escape...

"He might've been talking about the Five Priestesses on Moraband..."

I can't know for sure... But people can be born stronger than The Mortis Gods...

But from the Midi-Chlorian count that I have, it's impossible for anyone even to come close. Even Anakin Skywalker at 27,500 won't do it.

That's around 20 percent of my current reading of 120,000 Midi-Chlorians. The report even said that I maxed out the reading, so it's possible I have more...

"These are problems for another time..."

The console starts to blink and warn me.

Hyperspace disappears, and Belsavis comes into view. I can sense many powerful Sith and Jedi are on this world. Both Darth Marr and Darth Jadus are here.

"The last time I ran into a Dark Council member was on Hoth... Darth Marr nearly died when I sent him and his troops into the Durasteel wall."

If I can sense them, they're likely feeling me too. I'm not hiding my presence.

~~~(POV: Darth Marr)~~~

~~~(Location: Imperial Command on Belsavis)~~~

His power has grown from the last time I sensed it all those years ago on Hoth.

"I'm assuming you feel that as well, Darth Marr..."

Darth Jadus stands across from me. We were about to start an assault on the main Rakatan Facilities. But now, our plans are in jeopardy.

"His power dwarfs even The Emporers..."

He's correct in that feeling... It's obvious...

My arms fold across my chest, and a long sigh escapes my mask as I breathe out.

"It seems that our time here on Belsavis has been cut short. I don't know why Nathan is here, but we don't want to interfere in whatever he is doing."

Darth Jadus agrees with my assessment. I don't know what we'll do if he decides he's here for us... But I don't see the logic in that... The pattern.

Nathan hasn't gone after a Sith or his power base personally. He's only been moving around the Galaxy and building a power base of his own...

"Should we still continue the assault? Or shall I give the order to evacuate the planet..."

One of the Moffs in the room steps forward, and I can sense he's worried just as Darth Jadus and I are.

Darth Jadus and I share a single look, and we both know that we can't risk losing the ground we've made here on Belsavis. It's a foolish decision to stay, but it'll be a complete failure if we can't get something.

"We stay, but hold off on the assault. Let's wait and see what Nathan plans to do."

Sometimes, you have to take some calculated risks.