The beginning...the beginning is something that no-one really remembers. It’’s all about how things end. But for me, it was the beginning of the biggest commitment we would see in the Brotherhood. It would take us across the core worlds of the old Sith Empire, seeing us expand our grasp there; but the main questions would be if it was worth it or not. For what I have seen, time has consumed our lust to move on, we continue to strive from planet to planet, move forward with little pause and with violent clashes that take place. It is hard to see what is really happening here.
Naturally, I have lost people. I feel anger at the decisions being made, but I am just part of this. I continue to push my members forward, continue to drive them towards the very depths of combat, seeing them fall around me. It only encourages me to take more vengeance on the One Sith.
But now I see the end in our sights. It is coming close to seeing all of this end; but will the Brotherhood be victorious? That is a question I cannot answer on my own. All I know is that in war, we lose people, and with each loss it feels like a weight on my shoulder, something I cannot handle all of the time. It is too enormous a weight to hold on one’s own shoulders; yet I must.
And what have I seen in Galeres...what have I seen is a House effected, once more forced to go into combat, forced to march along the battlefield flying the banner of the Brotherhood, the banner of Arcona, and fighting and dying at the say of a commander, someone who decides where we fight, how we spend our lives. And is that even right? I dont know. Is this right that we see hundreds of people die? I have no idea; but all I can say is that we need to continue to move forward and make sure that everyone realises the work we are doing meant something; even if I am unsure what. We are winning planets, but are they ours, or the Brotherhood’s? I don't know. It seems that most of the time we just fight because we want to fight, we fight because we enjoy it, we fight because its the right thing to do.
I don't believe these words. I cannot believe these words. I’ve faced it: we are all obeying the orders of our superiors. I guess some of us would call it wrong, but who knows what the future holds?

Is this the call of the Grand Master? Of course it is. At the end of the day, it is his decision on what we are doing, it is his call what we are wanting to do, and he is the one that is currently running the show; yet what actions does he take? None but politicking. He continues to make himself above us, ruling from the Iron Throne and demanding victories from those that serve under him. We have no choice, no option but to make sure that we do the work, make sure that we win the planets and take them from the control of the one Sith. This is the way in which we can continue to expand our empire, but is this wise? I am unsure myself. The Dark Council obviously see no threat, but at the same time, we run the risk of being found out. We know that this is the same as before, but we do not know what we are to do if we are captured. We need to make sure we remain in the infinite darkness; that is where we operate at the best.
We have let ourselves come out of the darkness, naturally. We have of course seen the Sith and met them face to face, and naturally, we continue to make sure at the time we bring ourselves out in full force. We cannot reveal ourselves at only partial strength; we must come out in full force, as it is the only way that we will show them that we can dominate in combat. We are the strongest and oldest tradition: we can continue to drive ourselves further than most, and this last fight will show this strength. We must dominate, so that this Crusade, whatever the purpose for it has been, one that I am sure will come up sooner rather than later, will be shown in all of our glory.
We let the Council twiddle around in their secrets and plans, we continue to let them know what they are doing and what they do. For they can argue; they can squabble and fight with each other. We fight as the troops and continue to strive to achieve the best of our abilities, and make sure that everyone knows that we are a force to be argued with, that they know they will suffer if they try and take the Brotherhood on.

- Journal Entry 183.3, Cethgus Tiberius Entar Arconae

Please refer to the attached fiction as entry for this competition, it is a first person reflection from the view of my character, Methyas L'eonheart.

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Dark Crusade - Final Round
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