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To understand what it means to be a Sith, one need look no further than the word itself and what it means. Supreme, to stand above all - and perfect, for the ideal we chase. To walk the path of the Sith is to forever pursue the impossible to embody and realize it, to drag down the gods and walk among them and see one's splendor eventually outshine them so that we might take their place and more, besides.
We reach for perfection with such fervor that reality itself caves around us and, through the Force, molds itself according to our will. No rule or law can truly constrain that which reaches the height of mastery of oneself, of life, of death, and of the Dark Side.
One reaches for perfection through endless sacrifice and rebirth, shedding time and time again those excess parts of our former selves that keep us from ascension. To be Sith is to die a thousand deaths and still not let death claim you. Each death whittles away the weaknesses and imperfections that keep us chained, until such a time that they can no longer bear to hold us.
To say that I am better suited than my peers to reach it would be foolish. I am aware of my weakness and insignificance, and I know that I have not yet died to shed the weakness that holds me here. However, I am unbound and unburdened by a name that chains and molds me, a destiny writ by another to carry on their legacy due to their failure to realize their own. I have been cast out and abandoned, but in that I find freedom. Freedom to grow and become, beyond anything my blood has previously tried to impose.
I am suited to die, and die again - in pursuit of a destiny of my choosing. My blood holds many keys, but no unseen hand or name will dictate which doors I open. That choice is mine, and therefore I can pursue true perfection.
- Acolyte Samyi
We reach for perfection with such fervor that reality itself caves around us and, through the Force, molds itself according to our will. No rule or law can truly constrain that which reaches the height of mastery of oneself, of life, of death, and of the Dark Side.
One reaches for perfection through endless sacrifice and rebirth, shedding time and time again those excess parts of our former selves that keep us from ascension. To be Sith is to die a thousand deaths and still not let death claim you. Each death whittles away the weaknesses and imperfections that keep us chained, until such a time that they can no longer bear to hold us.
To say that I am better suited than my peers to reach it would be foolish. I am aware of my weakness and insignificance, and I know that I have not yet died to shed the weakness that holds me here. However, I am unbound and unburdened by a name that chains and molds me, a destiny writ by another to carry on their legacy due to their failure to realize their own. I have been cast out and abandoned, but in that I find freedom. Freedom to grow and become, beyond anything my blood has previously tried to impose.
I am suited to die, and die again - in pursuit of a destiny of my choosing. My blood holds many keys, but no unseen hand or name will dictate which doors I open. That choice is mine, and therefore I can pursue true perfection.
- Acolyte Samyi
