"Another reality?" Maul asks, and this time there's a flash of anger in his voice. This child thinks to play with him? "Do you take me for a-"
I should be dead.
The thought causes Maul to stop. He should be dead. He was dead. Kenobi dealt him a mortal blow. And yet here he now stands, hale and hearty as though it had never happened. Not even the Dark Side was powerful enough to restore him fully to life, and completely unharmed.
If resurrection was apparently possible, could the same not be said for the existence of alternate realities?
"...I apologze, young one." He says, feigning shame at his loss of control. "It has been a...trying few months for me. And after all that I have endured, to find myself here...I hope you understand my anger if not condone it. But now I think there are circumstances which lend some credence to what you say."
Alternate realities, a new lease on life, and an entire world full of people Maul is willing to bet have never heard his name or his deeds. Even cut off from the Dark Side as he is, there are opportunities here.
"Ah, but where are my manners? You have been so patient in dealing with a sad old man such as myself." He places a hand on his chest and bows slightly. "You may call me Maul."
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I should be dead.
The thought causes Maul to stop. He should be dead. He was dead. Kenobi dealt him a mortal blow. And yet here he now stands, hale and hearty as though it had never happened. Not even the Dark Side was powerful enough to restore him fully to life, and completely unharmed.
If resurrection was apparently possible, could the same not be said for the existence of alternate realities?
"...I apologze, young one." He says, feigning shame at his loss of control. "It has been a...trying few months for me. And after all that I have endured, to find myself here...I hope you understand my anger if not condone it. But now I think there are circumstances which lend some credence to what you say."
Alternate realities, a new lease on life, and an entire world full of people Maul is willing to bet have never heard his name or his deeds. Even cut off from the Dark Side as he is, there are opportunities here.
"Ah, but where are my manners? You have been so patient in dealing with a sad old man such as myself." He places a hand on his chest and bows slightly. "You may call me Maul."