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If Revan had the chance to decide on/design their own burial site, what would they choose? What kind of funeral would they wish to have?

revan has given a lot of thought about how they will die. death and sacrifice are two concepts that often go hand-in-hand with jedi. for all their talk of peace and harmony, jedi seem to die more often than they pass away, and that is not a truth any are ever taught to shy away from. [ death is such a small impediment. ] revan at a young age came to idealize their eventual death as something full of sacrifice, laying down their life so others might live, but deep in their bones they have always suspected their death would be at another's hand.

revan has not given a lot of thought about what comes after. to their body, at least. in this they once again eerily mirror the mandalorian culture; their body is a vessel, nothing more. when they die, it will be left behind. meat and bone and sinew, doing what all organic matter does; breaking down. for a long time, if pressed on the issue, they imagined themselves cremated like many of the order; their ashes interred with those who came before, leaving space for those who will follow. during the war they imagined being lost, buried under rubble so deep none could retrieve their body, or scattered across eight parsecs in billions of atomized pieces. [ they had joked with malak about it on more than one occasion, each promising the other a statue and memorial service that only got increasingly ostentatious and tacky with every iteration of the conversation. ] and when things changed, when the future became not something to be saved but something to be built with their own bloody hands, they stopped caring. what happened after they died, they surmised, was entirely up to the one who managed to kill them and inherit their legacy. [ because the lesson they teach must last beyond their death, their purpose must echo down the generations like a curse. they may die but they will leave a scar behind that will take millennia to heal. pain is a teacher, after all. ]

[ they do not imagine being mourned. ]

[ they do not imagine being forgotten, either. ]

if revan could choose, they imagine themself buried in the seas of their homeworld. cast deep into the abyss and slowly devoured, a small oasis for an ecosystem surviving on the barren ocean floor. giving life in darkness, one last time. but they do not imagine themself being able to choose.

#local maine lobsterman hauls up sith artifacts in lobster cage #revan would emotionally like a small ceremony for friends #but they figure they'll die horribly and that'll be that #what matters isn't them as a person it's what they were trying to do #their feelings don't matter! #as long as their ideas live on there's no need for a funeral #they are a vessel. a mouthpiece. a mask. #flesh and bone to be left behind to rot #yes revan is incredibly arrogant yes revan places little value on themself they're all about duality baby #anyway thnaks for this i was tempted to just make an arg joke #INCOMING. #↘ ]⠀canon.⠀:⠀born of the clatter of bone against blade.