mandalorian revan fanfiction

Revan Shan: a Jedi knight, polymath, nap connoisseur, and adventurer enthusiast self inserted into Star Wars 100 years before the start of EP 1. It’s the journey of the adventure that makes it fun. There are some funky parts or mixed up names and timelines but I’m fixing it as it goes. Also lists will be funny when reading lol. Hope y’all enjoy it the overall story though.

During one of Darth Plagueis’s experiments — on the eve of the events of Episode I — the will of the Force intervenes. The spirit of the long‑dead Darth Revan is drawn back into the living world, inhabiting the body of a test subject. How will the resurrected master of both the light and dark sides react to what the galaxy has become — to what the Jedi and the Sith have turned into? Will he choose a side in the coming conflict… or seize the fate of the galaxy for himself? *** Original name: Звездные войны: Реван возрожденный

Revan. Good and Evil. Dark Lord of the Sith. Savior of the Republic. Hero of the Mandalorian War. Traitor of the Jedi. He has been called many things, and after the Star Forge's destruction, his story was meant to end. But what happens if the Force isn't done with him? Revan and crew have set the Star Forge on a path of destruction. But when the shockwave from the exploding factory reaches them as they jump to hyperspace, they will discover that the Force has one last surprise in store for them. (I've always believed Revan to be Chaotic Neutral. And that is how I plan to write him as. Sometimes good, sometimes evil. I will be going by game lore for him.) (It's kind of slow, so I'm told. Action isn't the main focus, because Revan and crew are NOT dedicated murder-hobos.) Inspired by Zevren: "Wrath of the Force" Motivated by ObsidianRain: "Spartan in Star Wars" I obviously do not own the Star Wars franchise. I do not own the cover, I found it on google. If you like it, send some support over to my p*treon. p*treon.com/Nartleb2

Oliver awakens in a stranger's body on a desert planet, equipped with a mysterious system that grants him creature and flora manipulation powers and few sub functions He encounters the Mandalorian, Din Djarin, and together they navigate raiders, blurrgs, and a bounty hunter encampment to rescue the asset: a Force-sensitive child named Grogu.

death. rebirth. The Force Jared a normal person in life meets a rather dull death of literal boredom after being quarantined for a year and travels to the star wars universe and becomes the second mandalorian jedi. Another boy in another world will still continue this is just something I wanted to do.

a veteran wakes up in the middle of a starship disaster in a galaxy far, far away. He has transmigrated into the body of a dying smuggler, but he carries a supernatural "gift" that makes him the most dangerous man in the Outer Rim: the power of Sovereign Theft. Anything he touches that belongs to someone else—from credits to starships—becomes his, instantly transferring ownership through space and time. Finding himself in the era of the New Republic, he crosses paths with Din Djarin and the legendary Beskar-clad warriors of Mandalore. Cursed with a power that forces social isolation—as a single touch can strip a friend of everything they own—he decides to use his abilities for a higher purpose. He isn't building an empire for greed; he's building a Rescue Network to save those falling through the cracks of a fractured galaxy. The Arsenal: Specialized Skills & The Curse Sovereign Theft (The Curse): A passive/active supernatural ability. Any object owned by another person is instantly "stolen" and transferred to the host upon physical contact. This includes weapons in hands or ships docked light-years away. The Cost: It cannot be turned off, making physical intimacy or simple handshakes impossible without stripping the other person of their possessions. Infiltration (Snake Template): The peak of non-Force stealth. The host can navigate high-security Imperial remnants or New Republic facilities like a ghost, manipulating guard patterns and bypassing advanced sensors through pure skill. Combat Prediction: An analytical mastery of battle. By observing physical tells and environmental variables, the host can predict an opponent's move before they make it. Note: This is a trained skill, not the Force, and cannot predict Force-guided actions. Tracking Mastery: A combination of investigative instinct and high-tech integration. The host can locate any target across the galaxy, provided they leave even the smallest trail.

Eric is a man from our world. Eric dies in a car accident and is transported to a waiting room. The R.O.B. (random omnipotent being) gives him three wishes and sends him on his way. I hope you all enjoy this AU (alternate universe) of Star Wars.

He woke in an Imperial cage wearing a dead mercenary's body, with the first Mandalorian Jedi's dying thought already whispering through a blade he didn't yet hold. The Creed is the only language his stolen power will speak: the Force in him refuses telekinesis or mind-trick and surfaces instead as combat-instinct, as the pull of a foundling in danger, as beskar that sings in his helmet when he forges it with his own hands.

Ryker Vance came down in the lava tubes beneath Nevarro holding a slag-spotted foundry ladle and an empty thermos, wearing coveralls with his name stitched on the chest, nine minutes before a covert patroller almost killed him. He is a 26-year-old Ohio Valley metallurgist who memorized The Mandalorian the way men with dull jobs and no money memorize escapes — every Mando'a phoneme, every Beskar origin, every canon beat through Season One — and now he is living inside it with abilities that bill him in Aurebesh scars and whispering armor each time he uses them. His power is SCHISM ARCHITECT: every helmet he gets removed, every clan he turns against another, every exile he engineers is a Stone he banks against the galaxy's most sacred warrior tradition.

Stella Sterling, born into wealth, had always followed the rules. Jaded by the hypocrisy of high society, she suddenly had a whim one day to have an ordinary romance. Thus, a fabricated rumor that Stella Sterling had spent a fortune to hire a Matchmaker from a dating site to find her a partner quickly spread through her circles. Those on good terms with her teased and watched the fun. Those on bad terms with her waited to see her become a joke. Later, an employee from the dating website revealed, "The company was acquired with an investment from a Vicenzan tycoon, and the profile of a certain female member with the surname Sterling was hidden overnight." The public speculated wildly about the identities of the Vicenzan tycoon and the female member with the surname Sterling. - Later on, a candid street photo that was accidentally captured went viral. In the dense night of The Spire on Vesper Island— Beside a Benz, a handsome, composed, and dignified man lifted a striking beauty in a red dress with one arm, pressing her against the car door and lowering his head for a deep kiss. In the faint light and shadow, the woman's flowing hair was swept by the wind, wrapping around the man's finger, which wore a pinky ring. Like a footnote to a romance, and even more like a vintage film frame etched into the axis of time. Someone immediately dug up the man's identity based on clues from the photo. The eldest son of Vicenza's Rhodes Family—low-profile and inscrutable, cold and untamable, and also the powerful contemporary authority of The Vesper Circle. And the alluring, glamorous belle by his side was none other than Stella Sterling. When the street photo spread to the mainland, everyone excitedly exclaimed: "The case is solved, the case is solved—"