Anakin Turn To The Dark Side Novels & Stories

The Core’s voice echoed inside her skull: You, Aria, born of light— She clawed at the force, sobbing, fighting it with everything she had. “I don’t want this— I don’t WANT this without him—” —you carry balance with ease. “LET ME GO!” Deep below, she felt Erevan fighting—violently—refusing the shadow’s attempt to consume him. His pain tore through their bond like fire. Then the shadows spoke to him: And you, Erevan, born of darkness— you survive what light never could.

I pressed the stone to my chest, and in that instant, everything changed. I felt the dark magic course through my veins. The power of the ancient relic merged with my own ambition, and I realized that I had given myself over completely. The Dark Lord’s influence was immediate and overwhelming. My mind, which had once been my own, became a vessel for his will. I had no choice but to submit, accepting the darkness he offered in exchange for the strength I had always desired.