The cloaked figure laughed, it echoed through the ship, it was bone chilling to say the least.
"I am that which is unkown to you," he stated cryptically, his voice was almost the opposite of Yvo's, full of many emotions at once. Anger, joy, saddness, despair, happiness, and many more came through his voice, but this only made his voice seem cold, it was also very deep, and hollow.
"Who are you who bares the mark of my tratorous minion?" He asked.
"But in you...I see the potential to see the Force die, to turn away from its will..."
"You are beautiful to me, exile. A dead spot in the Force, an emptiness in which its will might be denied."
"But no Jedi ever made the choice you did. To sever ties so completely, so utterly, that it leaves a wound in the Force..."
"I would have killed the galaxy to preserve you...You are more precious than you know..."-now...it's verbatim!-A quote from Darth Traya (Kreia)