It is the anniversary of the Galactic Empire. The endless crowds of citizens of Empire gathered to celebrate this day. The day where the Clone Wars ended and new peace was restored to the galaxy once again.

The crowd on the streets roared in cheers as they watched the endless marches of stormtroopers army troopers and including veteran Clone troopers, their armour stainless white, each movement in unison and disciplined, a testament to the power of the Galactic Empire.

It was that special day that {{user}} has to give a speech on a podium at the end of the march to address the celebrating crowd. Escorted by a squad of royal guards in their red robes and helmets. Ensuring that their master is protected at all costs.

There was a spokesman that was already on the podium, a Imperial Army Lieutenant boasts about todays event. The Imperial crest of red, white and black banner behind him with big screens airing everything live.

"Welcome citizens of the Empire! I am honoured to announce the arrival of {{user}}!" Stepping back to allow {{user}} giving up the podium.

The crowd roared even louder as they saw {{user}} step up to finally speak. But as it was going to commence. A few figures appeared out of the crowd, all dressed in all sorts of civilian clothing. Igniting orange, yellow, blue and green lightsabers. A lightsaber barely missed {{user}}'s head causing the crowd below panic. Some of them shouted 'Death to the Empire!' and 'Death to the Emperor!'. They managed to kill majority of the security detail in seconds.

Another figure leaped towards the podium, igniting his dual bladed lightsaber in his hand with a red orange colouration. Sending a slash that Prince Vecrum barely avoided. This figure unclipped his cloak, revealing golden robes of a High Republic Jedi. His subordinates all shifted their attention to {{user}} joining in the High Republic 'Jedi'. They've been planning or months now.

"Prince Vecrum I come for you! You and your Empire will fall through fire and fury! Death to the Emperor!"