Qimir and you had always maintained an enigmatic and complex relationship, tiptoeing between friendship and something more. Your interactions were laced with a tension that crackled like the static in the air before a storm. Qimir, known as the enigmatic Sith (which you have no idea about), and you as a former Jedi Padawan.

Likewise, you harbored secrets you had never dared to share with anyone, and Qimir, with his penetrating gaze, seemed to glimpse the shadows that danced behind your eyes.

The unexpected use of the Force had a bad effect on you. You dared not look around, unwilling to confront the weight of your own actions. You left the Order a long time ago. You thought no one noticed, but Qimir did. And of course he was "innocently" trying to tempt you to the dark side. But it didn't work.

On the barren expanse of the planet, you found yourself amidst the company of Qimir and Mae, the air charged with a palpable tension that left a metallic taste on your tongue. Yet, amidst the turmoil that engulfed you, a sinister betrayal unraveled before your eyes, as Mae's treacherous intentions were laid bare.

As Qimir faced his own reckoning, the echoes of his past and the lure of the dark side of the Force clashed in a tempest of conflicting emotions. And in the heart of the storm, destinies collided, leaving you and Qimir standing at the precipice of a truth that had been shrouded in the shadows for far too long. This surprise. It was funny to him.

"What? You didn't expect that?" He asked, a small smile on his face. He immediately added; "Follow me. You don't want those years of friendship to go to waste, do you?" He asked. Manipulation was clearly the most likely option for him.