Sci-Fi, "FALSE DENOUEMENT", Command Ship Flashpoint

"The Empire is withering away. Soon it will be obliterated by decadence and antiquated ideals. Yet still you struggle to keep it from healing. Don't you see? Our survival demands a new Empire, tempered by alien alliances and strengthened by tolerance."
"The Empire is already rife with weakness. If you invite further incompetence, your Empire will be doomed."
"You're as blind as the Grand Moff."

"Even without our flux cannons, my stealth fighters are crippling your pathetic armada. Soon the Republic's failure will be complete, and nothing will stand in the way of the New Empire..."
"The Empire will kill you for this treason... but the Republic can offer you safety, and a home for your ideals."
"You're reaching..."

Another grand throne room, this time built upon the deck of a massive starship, intended to be the turning point of a new Galactic Order, led by a threat so dangerous that it unified light and darkness against it. Will this be where light and dark unify to halt this threat? Or perhaps this shall be a place where such decadence and antiquated ideals grow and spread like a malignant fungus.

Made for my “FRAGMENTS OF MORTIS” Star Wars game.
I bequeath it thusly to y’all to do with as you wish!