The Lore of Deathless Claw II

In the vast emptiness of space, surrounded by the shattered remains of starships foolish enough to challenge my power, I find solace—a sinister comfort in the chaos that I have wrought.

The silence here is absolute, broken only by the occasional thud of debris against the impregnable hull of this derelict Star Destroyer. It is in this silence that my hatred thrives—pure, unyielding, and eternal. It courses through me, a fire that neither time nor space can extinguish. And as it manifests, I feel it seeping to the very core of this vessel, saturating its interior in crimson hues—a reflection of the rage that fuels me and the blood that stains my path.

I cradle this lightsaber in my hand, a companion seemingly drawn to darkness and destruction—familiar, yet enigmatic. It has witnessed a thousand battles, yet the purpose of its very being remains elusive, even to me. There is POWER in its weight, but it is not the weight of metal. The hilt is an artifact of intricate geometrical patterns, a labyrinthine design seamlessly meandering across its surface—etched into the weapon by an unseen hand.

Its surface is unlike any other—a matte bronze hue, tarnished and worn through centuries of conflict. The faded gold patina weaving through its design gives it an air of ancient majesty, a silent echo of Korriban’s glorious past. Holding it, I now know that the weight I feel is the history it carries—the stories of those who dared to stand against it and fell, etched forever into its rugged surface.

But this lightsaber is no mere weapon. It is ALIVE, sentient with an insatiable hunger—an evil that craves not just to destroy but to consume. When ignited, its crimson blade does not merely cut; it devours! And yes… it whispers to me, a constant prod to unleash vengeance upon the galaxy. Even should I fall—struck down by fate—it matters not. So long as the hatred burns within me, I shall rise again. They will learn that death itself is no escape, and that is why this spawn of darkness that I wield has been called the Deathless Claw.