It has been some number of months since I assumed the position of Moff on Mandalore. Since my placement, I have begun the construction of my initial residence on this planet, near the "Bone City" ruins. I have plans for others to follow. I have also collected numerous literature on the history of this world and the entirety of it's inhabitants.
Lately, I have found myself getting lost in the text of this ancient planet and it's people. Sleep has become unnecessary, as I have found fuel within the worn pages. I have spent days roaming the vastness of this place. I feel so much Power resonating from every rock, tree, or creature I come across. Is it the Power the inhabitants of this planet that have been buried beneath it's surface? Is it the numerous battles that have taken place on it's Great Terrain?
This is all the time I have now. I must return to my studies. Who knows what knowledge I may stumble upon next. It is my wish to spend some time learning the inner workings of the past Mandalorian heirarchy, namely the Mand'alor position. From Mandalore the First, the ancient Taung leader, to Boba Fett, the last known being to assumed the title of Mand'alor. It is a position I find fascinating.
Until another time.....
Darth Malice
I have spent the past weeks researching the various Mandalorians that assumed the Mand'alor position at one time or another. From Mandalore the First up until Boba Fett, none have seemed to really capture the essence this position demands. One by one they met their end, whether it be at the hands of another, or old and tired. It is as disappointing a story as I've read in some time. For thousands of years the Mandalorians were forced to do the Will of others, never truly being able to establish a dominant Empire of their own.
There are so many things I believe I can bring to this once strong, but now desperate planet. An established military, capable of defending itself. A self-sustaining economy, capable of supporting the needs of it's people. And last but not least, a sense of self-empowerment, a belief greater than ones self. This is something only the Sith can bestow upon this world and it's inhabitants. Hopefully, in time, these things can be put in place. Only then, can Mandalore truly establish itself as one of the Galactic Powerhouses. A force to be dealt with.
Darth Malice
Grand Moff......the rank had been tarnished over the years by numerous acts of treason and betrayal. After being put in action with the appointment of Tarkin, the position received several different levels of authority. The range was quite wide as Tarkin was in control of an enormous Sector of Imperial Space and following Grand Moffs seemed to be granted lesser and lesser expanses of Space.
Never-the-less, I plan on using this appointment to better the current stance of our Empire. Such things, I believe, that need attention are first and foremost, Oversector fleets, as well as defense fleets for each and every Moff-seated planet. This is where I plan to focus most of my attention, as I feel I can use my military experience to the fullest.
For now, as I've stated, the defense fleets are first on my list of action. Once a plan is in place for the establishment of these fleets I will move on to the next order of business. I look forward to the coming months and foresee a very productive tenure as Grand Moff.
Darth Malice
Now nearly a month into my term as Grand Moff, I believe the discussion I've helped launch will, ultimately, bring great honor to our All-Powerful Empire. With the early developments of a potential Sith-powered Superweapon, individual Moff fleets, capable of defending each Moff-seated planet, and other proposals of the like, it seems we hit the ground running.
Now, back to business on Mandalore. I've deepened my planetary research efforts and my Mandalorian historians have been working around the clock to provide me with every bit or history. It is my ultimate goal to reestablish the persona once held by this great planet. I, Darth Malice, will assume the position of Mand'alor. That is all if the Moff Council and ultimately the Emperor approves of this. If granted, Mandalore will rise to the ranks of the most powerful planets in not only the sector, but the entire Galaxy.
I will continue my research and gather all needed information in order to submit a relative and undeniable proposal. It is now up to the efforts of myself and the beings under my supervision to see this all carried out.
Darth Malice
It's now been one year since I last saw my great Sith Empire. One year since I walked the halls of the great Sith monuments...........aven't been able to....ind..what.....looking for. For months I've wondered the depths of unexplored space, pushing my mind to it's limits and yet finding nothing but the emptiness of space.
After my....irst...onth I thought I had came across something. A large transport bearing what seemed like a familiar insignia seemed to be orbiting a small moon. A tried to es..blish comm..ications, but with no success. Upon nearing the vessel I could see the many inflictions that had come upon it. It seemed as though it had been attacked from all sides....crippled....and yet it still maintained its orbit. I docked and entered the abandoned vessel from about midship. Once onboard the devastation was overwhelming. I could feel the pain of it's long dead crew members. Wha...had happ..ed here? I found no bodies.....no sign of distress calls. The ships logs were erased....the ship was seemingly void of anything other than emotion. It seemed to cry out to me.
That was my only contact worth mentioning. I kept only a small journal I found in a footlocker in one of the berthing compartments. It seemed to be that of a small child....a girl. It was a stra.ge.....to find the memoirs of a child onboard what was clearly a combat vessel. Many of the pages are worn and unable to be read, but there was one sentence that has stayed with me and pushed me further than I've ever been pushed before.
Today my daddy is coming home. Today is also my birthday. There is only one thing I want for my birthday.......
That is the last entry in the journal. It ends as though the little girl was erased from existence at that very moment. It ends in mystery just as my life. One day I will discover what the fate of that little girl had been........
Darth Malice
My eyes are closed.....I see her. Though not a child, a woman stands before me, blurred just enough. I can make out the midnight black mane that frames her face. She is not of my kind.....not of my galaxy. This feeling that courses through my veins is not in my nature. It is an insult to my people. It is a weakness no one can reveal.
There is only Passion....
Was that not the code? Passion has the ability to propel...to drive one past limits they never believed possible. Passion can also hinder. It can cloud one's judgement and leave room for second guessing. Still, the feeling inside of me cannot be treated as a caged animal. In time it will burst from me, leaving a path of vengeful destruction.
