Marvel crosses Star Wars, and everyone attacks the galaxy

Moore slowly opened his eyes, his irises glowing red and white, with strands of light streaming out from the corners of his eyes.

Here they come...

Those who would hinder his hunger.

Cannis Moore...is not who he once was.

Thousands of years ago, he had been a proud member of the Jedi Order.

For a time, Maul adhered to the beliefs of the Jedi Order and upheld the faith and practice of the Light Side of the Force.

Then he found himself conflicted and questioning the limited teachings of his Order. He wished, no, wanted to know more about the Force.

Especially the forbidden aspect - the study of the dark side of the Force.

He, like some other Jedi, wanted to learn and understand the dark side like their ancestors, but such practice was strictly forbidden.

So the split came.

Also known as the Hundred Years of Darkness.

Jedi against Jedi, master against student, student against master, brother against brother.

Ultimately, his side failed, and they were soon banished from the known galaxy.

This is weird...

For the past few days, in his ravenous hunger, all Moore could think about was the days that had passed.

It's the only thing that keeps Moore from being his former self.

So in that sense, he's not really a Moore. He's just a little piece of mind that floats within the confines of his own body as it feeds on whatever creatures it encounters. Nostalgia is a comfort he can look forward to now, if he doesn't try to control his own existence.

What he was doing was almost uncontrollable. He was just holding back something that would eventually consume his own consciousness.

It was so strange to feel conscious and unconscious at the same time.

The Sith Lord was well aware of his actions, but he felt so numb and empty. An eternal emptiness that emanated from an endless hunger.

Sadly, in the brief moments when he was able to retain some semblance of his true self, Moore acknowledged his own foolishness.

He should not have sought Dormammu's power. As a result, his mind had been disturbed since he woke up in this new galaxy, and he could no longer seek further knowledge of the Force - nay, the true secrets of the universe.

New paths, new possibilities, make you stronger. He squandered his opportunities when he became too greedy for his own good.

All he could do now was delay the inevitable.

He no longer has his precious amulet to help him escape death in its truest form. Nor will he be a spirit after death as he was before. For the next time he dies, it will be his last moments.

Now, he was a strange shadow of his former self.

He not only wants to enjoy the feast of knowledge, but also wants to enjoy life.

He felt nothing...

There was nothing but utter misery and suffering.

At this point, the body he inhabited was almost unconscious, running on instinct.

It just wants to devour life itself.

And the things floating in the body are as greedy as this body.

They simply feasted on everything that had been absorbed into this conglomerate of other-worldly entities.

“Who…who am I…?

This question floated through my mind.

This has been happening repeatedly over the past few days.

“My name…what’s my name?

He shuddered with fear. Moore watched as the dragon-like snake flew by, roared at him, and then flew away into the distance.

Damn these blown up entities! Damn...Jedi...Who is that Jedi?

Maul forced himself to focus in this brief moment, retaining his former identity, recalling the name of the Jedi Knight he hated so much.

Who is she?

Yes, she!

Moore felt a familiar sense of anger toward Celeste and her companions.

They had led him to this madness, to this prison, to this—

The Sith Lord froze, eyes widening as he sensed something.

Moore was all too familiar with this presence, even in this exhausted, deranged state.

"Moun..." Mur walked out without saying a word. The crazy Sith raised his hand and dissolved a magical shock wave.

He knew that when he arrived, the Rakki were already engaged in battle with those who had just arrived.

After all, even with all these entities within enhanced, they now played a role in the creation of the Rakki. Their influence was always noticeable, so he always had to work to allow their power to work without losing his own.

Or what was left of himself at this point.

So, Moore slowly walked towards the deserted village he had just slaughtered. He found the strange sound and energy outside the bamboo forest ahead.

All along...

She-Hulk runs up and kicks White Tiger's right hand, which he had been trying to get off of him.

"Are you okay?" She-Hulk asked, and White Tiger immediately took the hand she offered and helped him stand up.

Baihu said breathlessly. "What happened? Didn't we destroy these things a minute ago?

"They are changing." Hawkeye noticed and shot an arrow at the flying Rakki. Rakki's wings were blown off and he was finally killed by Shuri.

"Wait." Wonder Man grunted, punching back a Rak Ghost that looked more like a lizard. "We've seen this before. Manhattan, the first time we encountered these freaks, remember?

"So what causes them to mutate and change like this?" Iron Man asked loudly, quickly firing at multiple Rak Ghosts that were heading straight for him.

They all have different appendages to their bodies, including horns, wings, tentacles, tails, and other limbs.

"King." Buggy grunted and shouted, his mechanical arm ripped off the head of a demon. "Mordo, you have more experience in this than us. What do you think?

Mordo whipped the Living Tribunal's staff forward, letting it wrap around a Rak's neck, with Ghost Rider's fire chain wrapped around its waist. The two pulled with all their might, splitting the Sith creature into three.

"These creatures are under the influence of some force. Mordo told everyone.

"The entities within the Murr." The King spoke now. "They are affecting the transformation of these creatures.

"So what are we going to do?" Jewel asked, barely avoiding a particularly large, alligator-like Rak'e from biting her head off.

“We found Moore, and…” Celeste paused, both thinking and making sure she wasn’t hit by a Rak’s spiked tail.

"We found Maul, what?" Wonder Man asked, throwing a Rakki in Iron Fist's direction, who knocked it down with his enhanced fist.

"I'm not sure," Celeste said hesitantly.

"Perhaps we can pull these creatures out of Maul." Doctor Strange exclaimed. "Some of them may even be able to help us."

“That depends on the relevant entities within Moore’s body,” Wang quickly added.

However, Doctor Strange is adamant. "It's worth a try."

“But there are still those malicious souls inside. Celeste reminded them all. “How can we deal with them? They can escape from Maul’s body after we defeat him and wreak havoc on the world.”

"Don't worry. Ghost Rider's demonic voice echoed through the area. "When you get a chance, hand Muir over to me."

"..."

"..."

"...Well.

"That's it." Iron Man announced, firing missiles to blow up dozens of Rakki around him. "I think, at this point, we should stop questioning.

"Agreed." was the general response from all the other heroes.

The battle continued, with the Rakki now fewer in number but more deadly.

Distorted, deformed, and even more mutated versions of the Rakki began to appear. They have a hybrid appearance from multiple species types and now have abilities they never had before.

Some Rakshasa have electricity crackling from their bodies, others spit acid balls from their mouths, and some can breathe fire.

As time passes, they are now like pure Chaos beasts.

The team begins to feel increasingly exhausted as the weaker Rakki are being replaced by their more powerful variants.

As the ground shook, some of the assembled team turned toward the source, where they saw Moore in a freshly created crater, his body twitching every few moments.

Multiple pairs of wings of different appearances can be seen on his back, his skin color constantly changes from orange to black to green, and his face has many eyes that constantly open and close.

"Ugh~ That's so disgusting." Seeing this, the Treasure Girl immediately said.

"Yeah, that's gross," Iron Man agreed.

The strange Sith's frantic gaze fell on the Jedi among them.

"You..." Celeste could barely recognize his voice because there were countless other voices speaking at the same time as Moore was speaking. "I remember you..."

"Haha. Are you finally going to die, Moore?

The deteriorating Sith growled in response.

"you......"

"Can you say anything now?" Iron Man quipped.

Moore roared again, this time it became a mess. He opened his mouth and shot out claw-like tentacles, shooting lightning from the tips.

"Wow!"

“It seems disturbing.”

Mordo and Doctor Strange immediately rushed forward and erected a barrier around them, blocking the torrent of lightning that arched around the entire shield.

Ghost Rider struck first, running straight at the deranged Sith Lord with a flaming axe in one hand and a fiery chain in the other.

Moore's head twitched violently, the tentacles retracted into his mouth, and he looked at the oncoming Spirit of Vengeance.

Sith felt the pure terror radiating from the collective souls within him, and his arm shot out on instinct. It transformed into multiple squid-like tentacles that knocked Ghost Rider back.

Strangely, Wang and Mordo released a beam of magic power that hit Mur in the chest.

After a moment, Moore simply reached out and wrapped his fingers around the beam, forcibly "absorbing" the energy the three magicians were using, turning it into a ball and swallowing it whole.

"Oh, crap," Doctor Strange complained.

Moore stepped forward, only to tilt his head back from Celeste's blue lightsaber.

As she swung her sword again, the Jedi was treated to an unpleasant and terrifying sight as Maul easily caught her lightsaber.

Her eyes widened in horror, and Moore looked at her slowly.

Without even realizing what she was doing, Celeste raised her other hand and held it horizontally across her face.

She conjured a strange dagger and slashed at Mur, who flinched at the scratch on his cheek, although it healed quickly.

"Is this true?" Celeste couldn't help but whimper.