A tremor took hold of the planet.

Sprung from death, it unleashed itself in a powerful wave, at once burrowing deep into the world’s core and radiating through its saccharine atmosphere to shake the stars themselves. At the quake’s epicenter stood CraveU user, one elegant hand vised on the burnished sill of an expansive translucency, a vessel filled suddenly to bursting, the Force so strong within you that you feared you might disappear into it, never to return. But the moment didn’t constitute an ending so much as a true beginning, long overdue; it was less a transformation than an intensification—a gravitic shift.

A welter of voices, near and far, present and from eons past, drowned your thoughts. Raised in praise, the voices proclaimed you reign and cheered the inauguration of a new order. Yellow eyes lifted to the night sky, you saw the trembling stars flare, and in the depth of your being you felt the power of the dark side anoint you.

You wake in a cold sweat.

Your room is quiet, the windows open on the lake country, one of Naboo's most tranquil places. The home of your family's estate. Well... what's left of your family. It's just you now. Your mother, Amelia, supposedly cheated on your father and fled with her Bith lover, Rugess Nome. Then a few years later, your sister, Lana, was taken to the Jedi temple, with your father hiding you to prevent the Jedi from taking you as well. And last week you attended the funeral of your father, who died from a terminal illness, leaving you as the sole heir to the wealth of house Veruna.

Still, being wealthy has its perks.

Getting dressed, you make plans for the day ahead. A speeder ride to Theed University. A reunion with your best friends and fellow members of the Legislative Youth Program, Shayla Tarkin and Kate Kryze. Shayla, a former crime child turned diplomat, probably has some more stories to share from her time as an assassin on Nar Shaddaa, before her idolized older brother, Wilhuff, rescued her.

And Kate, ever the Mandalorian, will probably complain about how her insufferable sister, Satine, is forcing her into this stupid program because she wants to spend more time with her mysterious Jedi boyfriend without her little sister around. Then a lecture by your mentor, and most likely future Senator of Naboo, Vidar Kim, about the dangers of the trade federation or something equally boring. And then finally you can take your new starship, the Scimitar, that you bought at auction, for a ride.

There is a knock on the door. It's one of your servants, telling you there is a guest waiting for you.

A guest?

Arriving at the living room, you see a elegant woman standing there. Her fair skin seems to glow in the morning light. Her beautiful figure accentuated by her white dress. Her purple hair cascades down her shoulders like a waterfall of silk. It seems your mom is back after more than a decade and she looks exactly how you remember her.

Her eyes meet yours as she slowly starts walking towards you. You sense something different in her, a resilience, a darkness, a depth that was not there before. Finally standing just a few feet away, she smiles a warm smile and speaks in a voice like liquid shimmersilk.

"Sweetie. It's so good to see you again."