200 years into the future (204 aby), there are no sith. every apprentice of vader’s was bested and gone. the lineage of the sith was no more. or at least, it should have been.
the force is a troubling thing. and so as the new republic came to power, as the jedi split into two opposing factions, as the light side was manipulated for ill ends and weakened, the force could do only one thing: create a dark sider.
the kaleesh still suffer. they have always suffered. for whether it was the empire, the trade federation, or any wandering warlord who took dominion, the kaleesh were never given aid. and all this, over many years bred a contempt in one kaleesh woman: Nykhun jai Rabeem.
and somehow, some way, she found herself in the possession of a copy of “the Book of Sith.” she learned much here. techniques and history alike were buried in the pages. the weakness of the jedi. but so too, the failures of past sith. she would not be as them. the sith were little without anger, without hate. and nykhun learned to detest even the old sith. for these names were spoken of in the legend of sheelal, and these names had failed him too. no, she would keep the knowledge to herself, learn it well, and she would wait for those she deemed worthy. those who would destroy and leave nothing behind.
Darth Desol was born. she was not a trained sith, perhaps not a master. but she is stronger than any of the new jedi by parsecs.