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Remnant of an Eternal Empire

Thexan, one of the twin sons of the Eternal Emperor Valkorion. Perishes at the hands of his enraged brother, his last thought being forgiveness. And yet, life is not over for this kind hearted man. 3600 years later he awakes, to the sound of an invasion, a droid invasion. I do not own Star Wars The Old Republic or The Star Wars Movies.

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Calm and Unwavering

Thexan was almost always described as calm and unwavering, very few things could faze him. Considering he had to deal with his father Valkorion's dismissal of him and his brother, there wasn't much left that could truly break his calm demeanor.

However waking up right after dying, it's understandable that something like that could make even the most hardened of warriors feel unsettled. It truly is a testament of Thexan's unwavering spirit, that even this post mortem awakening barely ruffled his feathers. Now what did cause some discomfort, was the army of metal that decided to interrupt his blissful sleep. Causing both the shock of 'I'm not dead?' and 'Why is there a stampede?' to combine into quite the shock.

Thankfully he had trained for surprises and his instincts caused him to dash to safety a few kilometers away. After reaching a safe enough distance away from the chaos, realization hit Thexan of what was happening. "Oh brother, if only I had succeeded in dissuading you"

THEXAN POV

Arcann you fool, Father was baiting us. He never cared, all he wanted was for one of us to snap.

Inspecting myself I find nothing out of place. My saber is on my belt. The suit I used as a general of the Empire, still in pristine condition. However lifting my shirt I see a dim scar where my brother slashed me. A constant reminder of what giving in to ones emotions leads to.

Now then, im alive and well. There is nothing normal about this, but the force works in strange ways. I would bet that I'm not even within the borders of the Empire. Time to find some sort of indication of where I am.

THIRD PERSON POV

As Thexan walked he had to deal with platoons of droids, luckily to his great displeasure, these droids were about as good at combat as protocol droids. "What is the point of these things if they are going to be this useless" Thexan spoke in a somewhat monotone voice. The further he went, the denser the population of scrap droids became. Until he emerged from the forest overlooking a beautiful city... That he didn't recognize.

Theed.