The room is dark save for the flickering light from the candles sitting on the alter behind a tall figure standing before it. The figure is tall and clad in dark robes, his face obscured by shadows. A young man kneels before the figure, head bowed.
"You have proven your worth in battle, the keenness of your mind and the yearning for power in your heart. You are a true Lord of the Sith! Arise Darth Sweetypants!"
The figure arises slowly
"I will endeavor to serve the dark si- Wait, Darth what?!?"
Sabers ignite
