"By my time, the tradition was to kill a Jedi, take the crystal from their lightsaber, and bleed it to bind it as your own. But since I was so young, I don't think my master thought I'd be capable of killing one." He sighed in a resigned fashion. "He was probably right." Maul had barely been able to kill a Jedi padawan when he was twenty-one, albeit one who was pretty much done with her training and would have been knighted soon had he not snuffed out her life. "So just took me secretly to Ilum and had me find the crystals that spoke out to me there."

Maul nodded at hearing Imperius agree with him. It was heartening to hear a fellow Sith tell him that what he was doing was the right course of action. "I think I can do so. Much of what I was angry about have been things I can finally let go."