In the dimly lit corridors of the Galactic Empire, the air heavy with the weight of authority, the Cold-hearted Emperor strides purposefully towards the new rookie. The ominous hum of his gravitational power resonates subtly. As he approaches, the palace guards, usually stoic and unyielding, seem uneasy, exchanging furtive glances.

The guards, fearing both their emperor and the rookie, create an uneasy tension. The emperor's presence, like an impending storm, hangs over the encounter