Autolatry for league or smth to do with vitya either or
Single-Word Drabble PromptsĀ (accepting)Autolatry - The worship of oneās self.
This is where he belongs.
Vitya trails a gloved hand over the arm of the Dark Council seatāhis seat, he thinks, not without a sense of smugness. He looks out over the now empty chamber, gaze lingering on the dried and faded pool of blood which is all that remains of the late Thanaton. (And, doubtless, the blood of other dead Lords. But Vitya doesnāt care about them.)
He slips easily into the seat, slouching slightly. Itās not the most comfortable chair heās ever been in, of course, but that can be easily changed. Vitya turns, draping himself sideways over both armrests and crossing both his legs and arms. Not any more comfortable by a long shot, but it suits him better.
His mind wanders to the archives in the Academy library, of all the ancient Dark Lords heād ever read about. Vitya quietly relishes the knowledge that he will go down in history now, that acolytes for centuries will read of the exploits of Darth Occlus, Lord of the Dark Council and Master of the Dead.
Visions swim behind his eyesāthe whole of the Empire, spread out across the expanse of space. Himself, on the bridge of his own Star Destroyer. Sith and Moffs and Admirals, bowing and obeying, the word Emperor on their tongues.
Vitya smiles. Heāll give them something to remember him by.
