An Empire of Tomorrow

Inside a spacecship: possibly a Corellian Corvette.
A man runs along the corridor, he has the lightsaber, taken from another character.
The first goes to the medbay, yoda is dying: the shock of this character holding the lightsaber is killing him.
The other character was a jedi, this character is also good, but should not be holding the lightsaber.
Yoda dies, hope for the jedi and hope for this good die with him.

The emperor returns. Palpatine returns, but not old and withered, scarred and hunched.
Imperial officers surround him, as do stormtroopers. It inside an imperial star cruiser possibly: same dark greys and dark colours.
The emperor riases his hands and outstretched says "...a new imperium, to replace the old one which is dead. A new one with tolerance and diversity. An Empire of Tomorrow."

The emperor must prove himself. I am the emperor.
I must be covered in lava. I am lying down, my arms rest my head, it is comfortable: the bed/table has a gel coating, black of course.
I/the emperor puts on a full head mask. It is C3PO's face, but the lower part below the forehead is made of many golden strands, of many links.
The head mask has links and these links are made of many thick chains, they sway back and forth.
It is fireproof, the show of power is fixed in the emperor's favour.
The lava starts to pour over me.
Something tells me to relax, someone or something intrinsic. I am calm.
(The real me would panic, even panic being covered face first with water in the shower. This is a lucid dream.)
The lava envelops and covers my head, it is soothing and warm not hot.
I am the Emperor and have returned. There is a hopeful and new Empire that I will bring into existence.