Dredgan stood facing his final obstacle before confronting Abeloth herself in her chambers on Mortis. One large stone temple door stood in front of him and on the other side he could sense her malicious presence. He pressed a hand against the door attempting to open it but was stopped by a distant memory. Another link in his chain of regret.

Mortis Centuries ago.

"Stand aside Dredgan."

"I cannot...."

"You would defend her even now? She's using me, using you! You're gifted Dredgan you truly are. Even before her mentorship. You need to look past her deceit and end the chaos that she brings to this galaxy. You've seen the horrors she's unleashed. The destruction of Taris, the Mandolorian wars. She's orchestrated events that's ended billions of lives."

"Not her, me."

"You?"

"Immortality is one of the curses I attained before meeting her. I've been alive for so very long Meetra. This corruption runs deep and I no longer have the strength to resist. In truth the last of my sanity should of been purged years ago and yet right when I was about to tip over the edge you came along and anchored me. Your presence in the force is unique. It compels those in the vicinity to bind to your will. It makes weaker folk lay down their lives for you and those of a stronger breed to befriend you. I was well aware of your strength and steeled my self against it. Your ability had no effect on me and yet I was still swayed. Even under Abeloth's influence your inherently good nature could not be suppressed. Where I showed anger you showed compassion, while I killed needlessly in someone else's name you showed mercy. Slowly but surely I felt regret for all my wrong doings. Even now as you stand before me completely free of that monsters influence I so desperately want to join you. But I can't. She knows how dangerous your influence on me can be. She's afraid of you and so she tries tirelessly to bind me completely."

"I had no idea Dredgan let me help you and together we can atone for those sins. I have it in me to forgive but it starts with you. Please."

Dredgan had a solemn look on his face when he spoke next.

"To be in her presence is to stand against death  and decay. You will certainly die."

"I'd rather die free then live shackled A man chooses Dredgan, a slave obeys."

"I agree on that Meetra which is why this will be my last act completely of my own free will. If killing you spares you from what lies ahead then kill you I must. It is not possible to walk away from such thing unscarred...To keep living while the universe around you dies...... She will try to break you, teach you how far you can fall. You are her weakness, as you were mine."

Snapping back to reality Dredgan let out a sigh. This was not the time to reminisce but Dredgan could see so clearly now the haze over his mind  had finally been lifted. There were so many things he wished he could change. He shook his head and steeled himself for what was to come this would be the last step to his thousand year journey before wiping it all clean and trying again. Pushing open the stone door a he could feel the malevolent energy inside wash over him. Her pressure was incredible it was as if there was an ocean above the sky pressing down on him. He took a step in and the doors closed behind him.