Title: The Chronicles of Tython: The Force Wars
Author: Bron Jast
Characters: Many who will be revealed in time.
Genre: Sci-Fi/Fantasy
Timeframe: 25,100 ? 25,000 BBY
Summary: In the ancient times before the birth of the Republic, before Lightsabers and the creation of the Jedi Order there was a planet full of mystery and wisdom. On this world the brightest and best philosophers, priests, and warriors came together long ago to discuss their discoveries involving the enigmatic, mystical Ashla. However dissidents who used the Bogan eventually arose, sparking the Force Wars of Tython which will have a lasting impact on the galaxy for generations to come!!!

A long time ago in a galaxy far, far
away....

STAR WARS

Long ago in the ancient times before the Republic, TYTHON
stood as a symbol of wisdom and unity. On this world
the brightest and best philosophers, priests, and warriors
have come together to discuss their discoveries involving the
enigmatic, mystical ASHLA.

An energy field created by all living things. This strange and mysterious
FORCE is being studied to unravel the mysteries of the galaxy and
creation itself.

However due to the powerful nature of the Ashla others have found different
areas of this force which has been named the BOGAN, a dark and unstable
aspect which draws its power from raw emotions, both negative and
positive; the power coming from strength or severity which can be used
for personal gain. Divides are slowly forming which could spark a
major and devastating conflict in the galaxy....

Part 1

Tython looked proud and noble as the Eye of Wisdom came into view of the ancient planet, Bron Jast, a young Warrior and philosopher looked at the cleaning blue planet through the small viewing port of his old but reliable ship. Bron piloted the Eye of Wisdom to land at one of the camps which were set up by many different philosophers, priests, and warriors who have all come to study and learn the secrets of the Ashla, a metaphysical, binding, and ubiquitous power. As the ship came down for a landing Bron could see many camps and fires surrounding a huge stone temples and structures, Bron then engaged the landing legs which gave the ship a small jolt. After the ship calmly touched down Bron powered down the engines and pressed the controls to extent the landing ramp.

Bron walked away from the@#$%pit then straightened his rugged, iron armour and flowing, brown cloak, he then positioned his cortosis crafted long-sword in the scabbard, he then picked up his back-bag. He was now ready to depart from his ship. Bron moved down the ram with a sense of excitement and intrigue thinking of the adventure ahead, his senses buzzed with foreign smells which were re-enforced with the marvellous sights of the luscious green trees and massive mountainous valleys which covered Tython.

"Welcome, I am Draa'lik Veltriss, monk of the Dai Bendu Order. Who might you be."

Bron looked at the robed covered monk who had a warming smile and his hand forward, Bron then calmly shook Veltriss's hand in a friendly fashion. "Thanks, I'm Bron Jast from Alsakan, I?ve come here to learn and study the mysterys of the Ashla. Are there many organizations studying this power?"

Draa'lik looked at Bron with a smile, "Oh Yes my friend there is many, there is the Chatos Academy, Zeison Sha, Cerean Ner Yan, Aing-Tii, Kilian Rangers, Theran Listeners, Ta-Ree and many, many more. We are all as one on Tython studying the mystery's of this powerful force."

Bron felt a sense of belonging which was projected from Draa'lik's friendly presence, they both started walking to the main living area of the main camp. "This place is huge", Bron smiled as he saw the massive variety of tents and massive variety of species from all across the galaxy. Bron looked across the lushes green mountainous valley at the huge stone temples and structures, "So is that where we discuss and study the Ashla?", Bron asked enthusiastically. "Yes this is where we gather and discuss are findings and thoughts, are you hungry as we are preparing are evening meal and you are welcome to join us"

"Thanks that would be great, I will join you after I have pitched my tent", replied Bron who was quickly checking his back-bag. "great, farewell Bron Jast see you soon", smiled Draa'lik as he walked to the Dai Bendu Order's main tent.

Bron walked to a quite and undisturbed spot near a small pond and some kalma trees, "ah this will do fine", thought Bron as he started putting his tent up.

The large Temples and structures situated in the middle of the mountainous valley were alive with the thoughts and minds of hundreds Philosophers and priests who were carefully beginning to channel the Ashla, some used it to balance objects and focused on the living world others used stone tablets to record there findings for history. In other parts Warriors were duelling tuning the Ashla in ways to increase their sword skills, becoming the perfect warrior, one who is strong but also at peace.

However an old and mysterious Priest named Xenthar, along with his followers were in one of the large chambers, they were focusing on something much more sinister, there thoughts were interwoven with anger, greed, power, lust they did not believe in peace but the opposite. This dark side of the Ashla was known as the Bogan.

Xenthar, a leading priest believed that true power lied with the strong and victorious not with the good and selflessness, "yes....yes I can feel the power surging my every being, becoming one, I don't know why the others do not embrace this greatness. Chant these words with me, these which I have created...Peace is a lie, there is only passion", As Xenthar and his followers began to chant, a crackling red energy began to form around Xenthar's body, consuming him.

"Through passion, I gain strength, through strength, I gain power", the stone tablets which Xenthar used to write these words began to shake, the candles started to flicker and a storming sound echoed through the stone halls. "Through power, I gain victory through victory, my chains are broken, This power shall free me!!", the candles faded, the red energy filled the room, then Xenthar opened his eyes and all which was present was the hollow flames of Darkness, his followers looked in mesmerising shock as Xenthar was lifted from the ground in an amazing Spectacle of dark, raw energy.

In the other chambers everyone?s mind filled with pain as if the Ashla cried out then...darkness. Bron who was on his way to meet Draa'lik felt a sudden coldness, "what was that!?!", Bron cried as he slowly sat himself on the ground. "No I must keep moving", thought Bron as he looked on for Draa'lik's tent. As he arrived his eyes gazed on a troubling sight, Draa'lik had his face buried in his hands. "What has happened Draa'lik!?!", asked Bron who looked concerned for his new friend. Draa'lik looked up at Bron and muttered, "Darkness".


TO BE CONTINUED...

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