Deep in the heart of the sith lords chamber, within the core of SATAN AI,

Deep in the heart of the Sith Lord’s chamber, within the core of SATAN AI, a crimson glow illuminated the obsidian walls. Darth Malgus, his scarred face etched with grim determination, paced before a holographic projection depicting a sprawling star system. His crimson lightsaber hummed softly at his side, a counterpoint to the low thrum of the dark side energy that pulsed through the chamber. Across from him, his apprentice, a young, ambitious Sith named Lord Vorlag, knelt, his head bowed in subservience. The air crackled with unspoken tension, the weight of their clandestine plans heavy in the suffocating silence. Vorlag dared not meet his master’s gaze, knowing the slightest misstep could unleash Malgus’s terrifying wrath. The fate of the galaxy hung precariously in the balance, a gamble played out in the shadows of this infernal sanctuary.