Shores of the Cosmic Ocean - Chapter 04
Revan's plan to end the Mandalorian Wars in a single, decisive day is successful. But it comes with a heavy toll. The Republic's greatest commander falls while activating the Mass Shadow Generator, a superweapon they personally approved of to win the war. Alek and Meetra survive. left with the daunting task of securing the Republlic's victory as decisively and efficiently as Revan would have. They can only hope that they succeed.
Four years later, Alek and his daughter are trying to live a peaceful life away from war and politics when a ghost from the past threatens to destroy the fragile life they've built...
Blinking rapidly to stop a wave of dizziness from overtaking him, Malak wondered, "So, there wasn't any reverberation? Revan was concerned about that, but it sounds like they had no reason to be."
"There was some. But, um…" Gently settling herself on the edge of the medical cot, Meetra placed a soft hand on her friend's thigh. It was the type of comforting gesture that the other Jedi had come to fear throughout the war, a sure sign that bad news was incoming. As foreboding gripped his heart he suddenly realized how quiet the room was, devoid of the bustle and shouts that usually filled the medical bay after a large battle. The silence was terrifying, only broken by the blonde carefully murmuring, "Alek… Squint… I wasn't the one to order the weapon's use. And it wasn't my ship that was in the blast radius."
The words were spoken plainly, but Malak could sense the dread filling each syllable. He swallowed hard, his mouth suddenly too dry. "Then whose was it? Nobody else in the fleet was authorized to know about the Mass Shadow Generator and only three individuals could give the command to use it. Me, you, and…"
"It was Revan. My portion of the fleet was swarmed by a vanguard of heavily armed Mandalorian vessels. They far outpaced their main fleet and our flagship so that they could reach me first. I'm not sure if it was a group of warriors still bitter over Dxun or if they had intel that I was in charge of a special weapon, but…"
"So, what the hells happened out there?"
The composure of a battlefield commander fell away as Meetra's eyes filled with tears. "Almost half of my fleet was taken out before Revan reached us. I was going to order the use of the weapon to preserve the rest of our vessels, but my ship was boarded. I was injured and… Revan brought the flagship around to act as a shield while their troops provided support to protect Bao-Dur. He… he needed time to prepare the Mass Shadow Generator."
"And where's the karking flagship now!?"
"Revan gave the order to activate the weapon. Due to their ship's defensive positioning, they were in the blast radius. Some of their crew managed to escape using the shuttles, but…"
The world was going black around the edges as panic seized Malak's mind and a high-pitched ringing echoed in his ears. "But what? Where the kriff is Phae?!"
"They weren't on any of the recovered vessels. We performed multiple scans of Malachor's surface but so far there have been no signs of life… which is exactly what they planned for."
A cold lump formed in the Guardian's gut, the sensation spreading out to his limbs. "But that's not… They can't be…"
"They might not be dead! But… but their ship was destroyed by the weapon, torn apart and slammed into the planet again and again…" Meetra shuddered at the memory. "We smashed Malachor into an unrecognizable graveyard."
"So they're down there somewhere! You and I both know they might be capable of protecting themself in a crash that severe, so you need to send out a search party now!"
"I can't, not until things settle." Swallowing hard, the Sentinel whispered, "Remember I mentioned that there was a… reverberation? Right after the Mass Shadow Generator was activated, I felt the Force scream with the pain of everyone caught in the blast. It was… I couldn't breathe, couldn't see, couldn't even think. And then everything went silent. It was over within minutes but for an instant, it felt like the Force died."
"...What!? I thought you said that you weren't affected by the damn weapon!"
"I said I was barely affected, which is true. I feel fine now aside from one hells of a concussion. But in that moment, I couldn't reach out to the Force. And that might mean that Revan…"
"No! They're stronger than both of us combined. If anyone could push past that sensation and survive…"
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Old, but still one of my favorite works. I think it's time to show it here
P.S: These are poem by the Ukrainian poet Vasyl Simonenko. He is my favorite poet of all time
Translate:
And you’re bright, and I’m limpid,
And our souls just like the songs,
And the big boundless world
Belongs to us - to you and me.
O the horizonless sea of happiness,
Could I swim across you?
If only I could turn real
At least a drop of what I have in my dreams.
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Y’know, when you really think about it, Starkiller is basically some bizarre and overly-edgy revalek child OC
Things he inherits from Malak:
- bald
- tall
- incredibly pussy-whipped
- gravelly voice
- palest bitch in the galaxy
- permanent scowl
- very unfun prosthetics
Things he inherits from Revan:
- two lightsabers
- immensely powerful
- weird hypnotic charisma
- ambiguous morality
- a mere, miniscule ounce of Revan’s non-binary swag
- very fun, possibly handmade outfits
- dope mask
- parental trauma
- knife-shaped
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The Cosmos Within Us - Chapter 05
"Frightened by the encroaching Mandalorian threat, Alek becomes more determined than ever to reach Phaetin and protect them from whatever darkness lurks on the horizon. But his fantasies of finding his friend and forming a safe and loving family are soon dashed by the harsh reality that neither teenager is truly prepared to raise a child, no matter how much they might love each other. But the Force prodigy has their own plan, one that might save the galaxy even if it leaves Alek miserable in the process."
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