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He came with his power, his soliders. Everything exists.. to feed his will.
His ship.. it is a graveyard of a terrible battle. Everything on it slowly dies as long as he hungers.
In his presence all life dies. If he cannot feed, then the hunger begins to consume him.
He will devour them all, murder them all. He will create nothing, he will end this place.
If the Force runs through you he will feed on it. Your time.. your life.. will end. He waits on
the bridge. Waiting for you? No, he does not wait for you. The extent of his power cannot be put
into words, and his perceptions have grown aswell. To him, you are dust motes in a storm,
a grain upon the beach... and as insignificant as a body that orbits the graveyard of Malachor.
His ship, it should not exist, yet it cruises the darkness between the stars. He tore it from the mass
shadows of Malachor, along with his fleet, that it as measure of his power.
He holds it together. And he keeps his servants alive.. just enough like rotworms within a dying beast. It is because he sees planets, stars.. not people. To him, the planets below, with its teeming life.. only that is massive enough to demand his attention. There is nothing to be done, he will destroy everything.. and your last moments shall be of shadow.. and pain.

The name is derived from the word "nihilism", or merely from Latin "nihil", meaning "nothing".

Description
He came with his power, his soliders. Everything exists.. to feed his will.
His ship.. it is a graveyard of a terrible battle. Everything on it slowly dies as long as he hungers.
In his presence all life dies. If he cannot feed, then the hunger begins to consume him.
He will devour them all, murder them all. He will create nothing, he will end this place.
If the Force runs through you he will feed on it. Your time.. your life.. will end. He waits on
the bridge. Waiting for you? No, he does not wait for you. The extent of his power cannot be put
into words, and his perceptions have grown aswell. To him, you are dust motes in a storm,
a grain upon the beach... and as insignificant as a body that orbits the graveyard of Malachor.
His ship, it should not exist, yet it cruises the darkness between the stars. He tore it from the mass
shadows of Malachor, along with his fleet, that it as measure of his power.
He holds it together. And he keeps his servants alive.. just enough like rotworms within a dying beast. It is because he sees planets, stars.. not people. To him, the planets below, with its teeming life.. only that is massive enough to demand his attention. There is nothing to be done, he will destroy everything.. and your last moments shall be of shadow.. and pain.

The name is derived from the word "nihilism", or merely from Latin "nihil", meaning "nothing".