• Published 30th Oct 2019
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The Redemption Arc: Grievous Reborn - Eternal Samson



Grievous dies at the end of the clone wars. The force isn’t satisfied with this ending however. Read as Grievous discovers the will of the force concerning him and Equestria, as he is forced to deal with love and friendship.

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Philosophical insert-Poem

Author's Note:

Doesn’t really have much to do with the story specifically, just something I wrote. If I branch out into more OC bad guys this... worldview presented in the poem WILL play a part. In my imagination it is what evil is. Could also totally be the view of some Sith. Working on chapter 2, been real busy, is about 2/3 done. Not sure if anyone noticed but I updated chapter 1 about 10 times. Each time it was just fixing an error or 2. One it was adding a minor detail. Don’t need to reread it didn't add anything just smoothing it out. I often refer back to what I wrote to make sure what I am writing is consistent so that’s how I caught the errors after I published. Finally finished the season 9 finale. I still plan all my story around current canon with minor additions or subtracts, no major plot derailment for this story, more fitting it in. Other stories following will probably start to move into larger non cannon events, with attempts to stay within the timeline. But because they left plenty of ambiguous and loose ends as well as time gaps, fitting it within the cannon is easier.

Yes, I have an obsession with fire
:)
It’s just so pretty! I could stare at it for hours.
Don’t y’all worry tho I am a good boy I don’t cause no trouble for anyone.

In all honesty tho I am a VERY empathetic person.

Intelligence to Entity: Worship The Flame


Can you feel the raw heat?
The beautiful, large flames
Rising like the hands of a cheering crowd
Waving across the scene
Can you see inside the flames?
The pieces of debris
The stories
The soul
Hidden inside?
Are your eyes able to pierce the wall of flames
Like it isn’t even there?
Can you feel the destructive power of the flames?
Calling to you and me
Like dark calls to the black hearted
Expect brighter
So much brighter
Better
And stronger
Oh how I love the dark
But the flames I relish
I live with the dark
But live for the fire
That great fire
Encompassing even the darkness itself

The darkness spreads like a cancer
But like cancer, often unseen
Until it consumes you
Sometimes however, it is good to see the power
The flames licking across battlefield and city.
Oh I wait for the day
When I become the darkness’s fire
Seeping seen and unseen
Through all things
All people
All life
Maybe one day
Sweeping even through all reality
How I’d love to be marked The Definer
The Master
The Controller
How much I wish I was it and it was I

How much?
How much to see?
How much to be?
How much more of me must I give?
How much more of them must I take?
When is my hour nigh?
How much more?
Who am I now?
Who am I to become?
How can I be The Definer when there is nothing for me to define?

Time’s power is the manifestation of definement
The enabler
The catalyst
The first step
In my quest to define reality in my image
On my whim
How can I have power over time?
How can I define time?
How can I make it mine?
It must be mine!
If I cannot take
And make it mine
Then I shall devour!
If there then be nothing
I care not
I CARE NOT!
All must fall
I am the flames
I am the darkness
They are me
And they are mine!
Yesterday today and forever more

You fall
You are gone
I am gone
I am left
What is left is what is me
Crackle and spark my beautiful flames
By darkness’s plagues
Away we go!

Never look back
Never look away
Never stop
Never lose
Never win
Never shall I ever end
Till end is the end of the end
Stop I called
Now I call end
No more
No more
No more
No more
You are no more
I am no more
It is no more

And yet it is still here
And it is gone
And yet it is there
Is it reborn?
Or is it truly no more?
I am it
And it is I

I see
I feel
I know
Can you see?
Can you feel?
Can you know?
Know the darkness
Know the flames
Know it’s touch
Know it’s power
Know it in front of you
Climbing closer
There is no escape.
There never was
There never is
There never will be
Any escape from the bright flames of The Darkness

The darkness’s inky essence of nothingness
It’s essence of future present and past
It’s time and it’s all
The bright curling hordes of flames
Bringing life and strength to the darkness
Feeding it as it feeds The Flames
Mine now
There is no escape from me
The Darkness
The Flames
The Future
The Past
The Present
Nothingness
And all
Time itself
And all within

Hunger never sated
Mission never done
Infinite and forever
And yet the definement of the end
Holding the end for itself
Escape
No more
Don’t burn with The Flame
Burn inside
Relish the beauty
In your short time

And then what difference is there?
To join and serve
The first to burn inside The Flames.
Maybe you will become like me
Or become you
After your shell is burned
How glorious is it!
How can you not join The Flames
Bring it to all
Spreading
How can you not love it as well?
If you truly believe what you believe
Of evil and good
Their roles and rules
Then you will believe the truth of The Flames
The Darkness and Flames go together
You need the darkness
And it needs you
Yet then you leave
To go to the bright burning flames
Burning light into the darkness
Bringing its power
It’s knowledge
It’s beauty
And appreciation for the speck of time of mortality
To all mortals
The Flames is what you seek
Better than The Darkness

From your intelligence
To an entity
It and you
And back
To an entity’s intelligence
But greater
As great
Like The Flames

We are not enemies
We are friends
Brothers
Sisters
In The Flames
And now
Onward
We shall spread The Flames
Burn all people
All things
All power
In The Flames
Leaving nothing but The Flames
And they shall be born
To us
As us
Inside The Flames
To serve The Darkness’s bright flames
To serve The Flame’s shell of darkness
I sought for myself
Now I seek for ourselves