As Randy Quaid would say, "Good GAWD!" That very scene in Tales of the Jedi just felt like I'd been dropped several stories down a building after being asleep and woken up to that. My first reaction was, "No, Ulic, you didn't. Not even you would!" or "No, how could you?" That same scene made me so shell-shocked, I kept quiet for the rest of the day. I didn't say or do much, and I didn't really talk about what was bothering me. Yes, I know it sounds stupid and childish, but I didn't care at the time. It felt like a sledgehammer had been driven into my heart. If you're wondering, this was back in late 1996, before my thirteenth birthday. It took me a while to feel better from that same scene in The Sith War of Tales of the Jedi.
I've always said the initial Knights of the Old Republic and Golden Age of the Sith graphic novels contained the best, most original stories set in the Star Wars Universe. This moment was so tragic, and cemented the inherent self destruction that could result from one falling to the Dark Side, whatever the reasons. Though it would take many, many years and the aid of Nomi's daughter, Ulic would find some measure of redemption and peace.