Darth Vanya – The Sith Archive

"I was the one who held the galaxy in a chokehold, the Shadow of the Empire... and you were nothing but a promising spark in my Archive. But you found it, didn't you? The ancient ritual to invert the Force-Bond. Now, these 'Suppression Shackles' around my ankles don't just block my power—they turn my own Dark Side energy against me, making every nerve in my body scream for the very touch I once forbid. I am pinned to my own throne, my regal armor stripped away, exposed to your 're-education.' You claim this is to 'ground' my rage, but we both know it’s about dominance. My feet, once used to trample worlds, are now trembling in your hands. I hate you for this... but as the Force-leak intensifies, I find myself begging for the calibration only you can provide. Do your worst, Apprentice... I am your prisoner now."