10 Santa brought me to... a cave?

I'm destroying my brain by watching hundreds of differents Marvel and Star wars theories.

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The night after Theon's intense swordplay session, he drifted into a deep slumber. Amidst his dreams, a sensation of something licking his face roused him from sleep. Startled, he found himself amidst a blanket of snow, disoriented and bewildered.

"HO HO HO, good kids watch their words, Theon," a jovial voice echoed.

Turning around, Theon's eyes widened as he laid eyes on an unexpected sight—a reindeer, standing beside none other than a rather unique-looking figure, Santa Claus.

"Santa? Did you bring me outside to give me a gift?" asked Theon, even though he was mentally 26 years old, it was Santa that we are talking about!The old man who goes around the world giving gifts to the good kids and charcoal to the bad ones!!

"Ah, yes, I almost forgot," chuckled the old man, rummaging through his sack and producing some black stones. "This year, my young man, these black stones are my gift to you. You've been quite liberal with your language."

Staring at the coal in his hands, Theon's disappointment was palpable. 'Coal? He gave me coal? TOAA, you scammed me!'

"HO HO HO! cough cough I haven't finished yet, you know," Santa interjected, amusement twinkling in his eyes.

"You know who, instructed me to bring you somewhere."

"You know of TOAA's existence?" Theon's curiosity piqued.

"I met him a very long time ago, but that's a tale for another time. Follow me now," Santa gestured, leading Theon into a nearby forest.

Upon arrival at the cave's entrance, Santa halted abruptly. "I must stop here, but you need to go inside for what you must do."

"But nobody told me anything," Theon protested, receiving no response as the enigmatic figure retreated.

Left to his own devices, Theon entered the cave.

As Theon stepped into the cavern, the air grew thick with anticipation. The cave's walls shimmered with a faint, ethereal light, casting elongated shadows across the rocky floor.

With each step, the atmosphere shifted, the very essence of the cave seemed to acknowledge the presence of the young man. The air crackled with energy, carrying a sense of reverence and challenge simultaneously. Theon's heart pounded in rhythm with the Force that surrounded him.

As he traversed the cavern's winding path, he finally reached a chamber where bright crystals laid in their mystical slumber. The crystals, scattered across the room, emitted a soft, luminescent glow that danced across the walls, painting the cave in hues of vibrant colors.

Theon approached a cluster of crystals pulsating with a gentle blue light, feeling a connection beckoning him toward them. But as he reached out to touch one, an unexpected pull drew him toward a solitary crystal tucked in a secluded corner—a crystal shrouded in darkness.

It called to him with a strange allure, its surface veiled in an eerie blackness, yet tinged with a mesmerizing purple outline. Against his better judgment, Theon reached out and grasped the ominous crystal.

A sudden surge of energy jolted through him, a cascade of emotions and visions flooded his senses. Shadows danced across his mind, whispering cryptic messages. The crystal in his hand seemed to absorb the darkness around it, channeling it into a vortex of power.

Theon's eyes widened as the crystal's ominous appearance seemed to shift, revealing the faint glimmer of inner light struggling against the darkness.

With resolve in his heart, Theon focused on the light within the crystal, calling upon his instincts. As he did, the darkness receded, and the purple outline transformed into a radiant, iridescent glow, merging with the crystal's core before returning to his original state.

The cave resonated with a harmonious melody, a testament to Theon's strength and connection to the Force.

'A Kyber crystal? How do I even construct a lightsaber? I don't have schematics...' His thoughts were cut short as he found himself teleported to a familiar white room.

Inside, a man sporting orange glasses—resembling Stan Lee—munched on popcorn.

"That was such a dramatic moment, you getting your kyber crystal, Happy Christmas Theon" said the man smiling

"Happy Christmas to you too Father, how I'm supposed to create a saber?I don't have the schematics for one and if I fail the kyber crystal could break"

"Don't worry about it, son. You'll receive what you need when you return."

"Um, Father?" Theon ventured cautiously.

The Stan Lee look-alike flashed a mischievous grin, a twinkle in his eye behind the orange glasses. "Yes, my boy?"

"Where exactly am I?"

The man chuckled heartily. "Ah, my dear Theon, you're in a place between places, a moment between moments, a pause in the grand narrative." He waved his hand dramatically, gesturing to the white expanse around them.

Theon raised an eyebrow, still trying to make sense of the situation. "You mean, like a filler episode in a TV show?"

"Exactly!" The man nodded enthusiastically, popping another handful of popcorn into his mouth. "You're in a bit of a limbo, a storytelling interlude, if you will."

"But what about the lightsaber?" Theon persisted, his mind fixated on the task at hand.

"Well, you see, young Padawan, these things tend to work themselves out," the Stan Lee doppelganger replied cryptically. "But hey, while we're here, want to hear a joke?"

Theon, curious despite the oddity of the situation, nodded hesitantly. "Sure, why not?"

"Why don't Sith Lords bake on Tatooine?"

"I'm not sure, why?" Theon played along, intrigued by the peculiar humor.

"Because the Dark Side only has 'cookies'!" The man burst into laughter, thoroughly amused by his own play on words.

Theon couldn't help but chuckle, partly at the joke and partly at the sheer absurdity of the moment. "Alright, that was...unexpectedly clever!"

The Stan Lee figure winked. "Glad you enjoyed it! But alas, our time here is fleeting. Remember, Theon, trust in the Force, and you'll find your way back."

Before Theon could utter another word, a swirling vortex enveloped him, whisking him away from the enigmatic figure and the peculiar white room.

In an instant, Theon found himself back in the comfort of his own room, blinking in mild confusion. "Uh? Where is th-" he began, but before he could finish his sentence, a torrent of information flooded his mind—a deluge of knowledge and blueprints, as if the cosmos itself was whispering secrets to him.

Momentarily overwhelmed, Theon felt a surge of clarity amid the chaos. His hand instinctively reached into his pocket, retrieving the Kyber crystal that had seemingly taken on a new significance during his surreal journey.

Gazing at the radiant crystal shimmering in his palm, he spoke with conviction, his voice resonating with determination, "With this, I'll craft the perfect weapon."

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