Anakin's promise to his beloved Padmé had come true without much surprise. Freed from all restraints and given ever more resources, the Swarm had indeed displayed a level of combat power that left everyone dumbfounded—and even terrified!
The Swarm had never once lost a war it had started. When its overwhelming sea of insects appeared on a planet, or when its enormous Leviathan bio-ships appeared in a star system, the battle was already all but over.
After all, even the Death Star—the ancient Sith weapon of destruction developed by the powerful Geonosians and perfected together by Sith Lords Darth Sidious and Darth Tyranus before their deaths—had failed to withstand the Swarm's assault. It was equipped with a powerful doomsday weapon capable of destroying a planet with a single shot, yet it still fell...
The war of unification that had engulfed the entire galaxy lasted nearly two years. After the resistance—formed by the former Galactic Republic's species and planets, the rogue Clone Army, and the remnants of the Confederacy of Independent Systems—had fought the Swarm for two whole years, they ultimately lost every last bit of the former Republic's territory. They had no choice but to flee to the distant reaches of the galaxy's outer rim and continue their pitiful resistance.
By then, however, their existence had become insignificant!
For today, on the planet Coruscant, the former Jedi Knight and now King of the Swarm, Anakin Skywalker, had officially reestablished the Galactic Senate and ascended the throne. The First Galactic Empire, forged by his Swarm with Coruscant as its capital, had finally been established!
"Padmé?"
"Why haven't I seen you smile once during today's ceremony? What's on your mind?"
At the top of the Imperial Palace, the tallest and grandest building in the newly constructed capital, Anakin stood by the window