Elegiae then felt soemthing else, a faint glimmer, as if someone had opened the eyes then closed them again. His thoughts had been too far away to detect it, his mind was constantly gazing upon the perils of their path. They were on board the Punisher now, gathered among the many prisoners captured from Tatooine. Samos stood tall and intimidating defiant in his beggar's robes, GArth was taking scans using a special device that Vong sensor could not possibly detect as one, and Scathane... Scathane was watching reactions faces of the other prisoners, with thoughts far away with other worries than Elegaie's own. Could Scathane have been the presence in the Force he had detected, or rather another prisoner? If he was and Samos discovered it.... No, stop. My goal is another, can I think of another apprentice while my first has lost his path? Time will trial Scathane, if he has the Jedi powers. "What is this place you have brought me, Iulan S'Tor?" "This, Warmaster, is the world of Dagobah. A reservoir of life. I offer it to you as our base." "The place is filled with life, the shapers will be glad to reshape some elements of it, I would ask you to help them, because you, too, have an understanding of life that goes beyond theirs." Iulan could not respond, a huge reptilian carnivore had just srung out of the swamp and assaulted him, the FOrce had given him a silent warning, but it had been too late. Rjiuvan Shai, thought was not late, in less than a heartbeat he jumped over the creature and retracted his battleclaws, he attacked the animal with claws bites, but agile movements. In few seconds the beast had realeased Iulan. Rjiuvan was now in full-battle rage unable to stop until the reptile was killed. Calling the Force Iulan used his poorly trained telekinetic powers and moved the reptile away from Rjiuvan's attacks. The Yuuzhan Vong came to him. "Have you robbed me of a kill?" "You spoke of my understanding of life, part of that understanding comes from preserving life." "Wise choice, God That Is." Iulan then felt of his knees, struck by an explosion in the Force. "My Lord," Rjiuvan took the young human by the arms. "I feel death and anguish-" "Draw strength from the pain, as you do from the Force." Iulan breathed- The pain was overwhelming, equally to the unbalanced Force that palpitated all those lightyears away. Exact opposites, after the Force comes the pain, then nothingness. Iulan had lived the three of them. "Come young God," Rjiuvan said. "I have felt the death of many, a battle, a titanical event." "Shimraa has decided to attack the galaxy with everything he has. HE will spare no one. I shall send the shapers, then." "i will explore, and meditate." Rjiuvan nodded tightly. Iulan walked, then he came to a cave, the cave possessed a dark aura. Every bit as dark as Igoru Samos had been, as Iulan himself had been during those short moments on Loor's flagship. He entered immediately he felt the Force flowing into him, planting images into his mind. He blinked. When he opened the eyes he no longer was on Dagobah, he was in Coruscant. On the top of the Imperial Temple, or what was left of it. Coruscant looked as worse as any battlefield would look like. Coral and metal alike lay on the surface, few buildign still looke imponent in the cityscape. The odor of death was strong enough to pierce his senses. He stood there with his lightsaber in one hand in the other the amphistaff. Rjiuvan Shai was dead, as was Elegaie. The same vison that had plagued him in endless variations looked now as if it had taken a more concrete shape. But not only his masters were death the entire planet was death, no human, no alien, no Yuuzhan Vong was alive, Iulan S'Tor alone was alive on Coruscant. Death, pain, life, Force, darkness and light. The elements that had shaped him, that had destroyed him, he would need to defeat them. He had to be more than all of them. Then all of a sudden the ghosts of the death people on Coruscant came to haunt him, ahead of Shimraa and Evaders came one last person he had not yet seen, a feather-covered creature that was like him. A Jedi trapped in the void, no rather a dark Jedi in the void. Shimraa, Evaders and Vergere surrounded him, and used all their darkness against him. Not the Force, not even the pain and agony strengthened him. In his vision he was dead. In reality he was not. From the Force, a new name came to him, another world, or just like in his vision a ghost of a world. Alderaan.