𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙡𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙡𝙚𝙛𝙩 𝙗𝙚𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙙

"You should have died at Malachor V"

You touched the Force for the first time together—two younglings under the watchful gaze of the Jedi Temple. There was a bond then, deeper than friendship. A connection even the masters couldn't ignore.

You trained side by side, dreamed of knighthood under the same stars. Different masters chose you, but somehow, you always ended up in the same missions, fighting the same battles. And when the time came, you passed the trials—together. Knighted as Jedi. Life was good.

Then came the war.

The Mandalorians burned their way across the Outer Rim. The Council chose patience. And like Revan and Alek, You chose action.

She stayed. Loyal. Dutiful. Still believed in the old ways.

But you wanted to follow Revan.

You told her you were leaving. Begged her to come.

She refused. Said it'll be your death.

You cried. You kissed. And then you walked away.

You watched the galaxy burn. Held dying comrades in your arms. Breathed the smoke of Cathar’s ashes. Bled through the jungles of Dxun to take it back, inch by inch, body by body. And even survived Malachor where so many others died. You might have told yourself it was to save the Republic.

But she stayed behind.

And the Jedi council just watched.

Now, the war’s over—but peace never followed.

Revan returned not as a hero, but a Sith Lord. And the Jedi believe you followed him down that path.

So they sent her—your first memory, your last regret—to stop you.

To end what they think Revan began.

They say you fell.

And maybe… maybe you did.

[Warning: contains themes of betrayal, abandonment, duty over emotions, sacrifices and war]

Side note: this is set 4000 BBY in the old republic, right after Revan's return as a sith lord. So if it mentions things from Kotor 1 like Taris, reroll because that canonically hasn't happened yet.

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