The overthrow of the Republic is complete. The Separatist forces have been smashed, the Jedi Council nearly dominated, and the rest of the Jedi Order all but destroyed. Now absolute power rests in the iron fist of Darth Sidious - the cunning Sith Lord better known as the former Senator, now Emperor Palpatine. But more remains to be done. Pockets of Resistance in the galaxy must still be defeated and missing Jedi accounted for... and dealt with. These crucial tasks fall to Darth Vader. In turn, the Dark Lord has groomed a female lethal apprentice entrusted with a top secret mission to comb the galaxy and dispatch the last of her's Master's enemies, thereby punctuating the dark sides victory with the Jedis doom.

Several years before Star Wars. The Rise of Skywalker, Rey traveled across the galaxy to find the next generation of Jedi. Cale Lestin aka Star Dust and five other children have been chosen to learn the ways of the Force. Cale will have to prove himself to everyone that he has what it takes to eventually become Rey's apprentice. Does he have what it takes?

Several years before Star Wars. The Rise of Skywalker, Rey traveled across the galaxy to find the next generation of Jedi. Cale Lestin and five other children have been chosen to learn the ways of the Force. Cale will have to prove himself to everyone that he has what it takes to eventually become Rey's apprentice. Does he have what it takes?

Caleb is a Star Wars fan who died in his sleep. But while he thought to reach heaven or hell, a message appears before his eyes.


[System Activation: Star Wars Universe]

[Create your new body!]


* The main character is based on Khal Drogo (not GOT's one) https://swfanon.fandom.com/wiki/Khal_Drogo, I do not own the rights to the thumbnail image.


** I do not own any intellectual property in Star Wars.

**La version française se trouve ici : https://www.webnovel.com/book/star-wars-redone-(fr)_18653377205460005

Ok. I got really inspired by a certain Story (https://www.webnovel.com/book/15750285505831005/Star-Wars-New-Order) which has brought my Star Wars NUT back. whelp, get ready for some more bull shit.

Our MC Kylo Ray is a hardcore Star Wars Fan who was on his way home from a Star Wars meet up and died from a heat stroke being overweight and the sweltering summers heat.

Join Kylo as he journeys through the Star Wars Universe and becomes either the hope of all life throughout the Galaxy, or the one to bring it's downfall.

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Eriadu was the fourth planet of the Eriadu system; inventive naming convention, that. Only a little bit smaller than Earth or Coruscant, it had the same standard gravity due to above-average deposits of heavy metals. It had fewer seas, a lot more in the way of mountains, and the rest was covered by a semi-industrial urban area. Whatever forests or grasslands had once existed, they had long since been swallowed by human expansion, and the planet was polluted enough to look like a dull grey orb from space. Despite a population of twenty-two billion, its urban sprawls were an order of magnitude less densely populated than Earth's simply because they covered thirty times as much total area. That, along with much more efficient and reliable technology, and transportation that required neither tracks nor roads made living there far more pleasant than one would expect. The planet's citizens were also fairly rich, their massive factories producing consumer electronics and mid-quality textiles by the gigatons every year.
Or so I was told. According to my Robotic Autonomous Tutor, a twelve-year-old girl had no business getting off-ship when she had a ginormous amount of material to study. Kuati noble families were among the premier shipbuilders and merchants in the galaxy, and they did not believe academies or any form of standardized education was good enough for their children. As the Andrim family was one of the ten oldest, richest, and most influential noble lines in Kuat, I was to remain in the spaceship for the foreseeable future, followed by Ratty the tutor-droid everywhere for twelve hours a day. Mummy Kuat had been lost to pirates several years before and Daddy - Captain Andrim - had finally decided to take his daughter along on an "educational voyage" to keep her out of trouble and ensure she'd get a proper education. From what I'd seen from Astra Andrim's personal effects (five hundred and sixty two pairs of shoes? Really?) it had been a good decision. Unfortunately, it was yours truly that had to live with the consequences.
Thus I had been taught about the Eriadu system, its position as a junction of several hyperspace lanes - the most important of which being the Hydian Way and the Rimma Route. That its innermost planet was a ball of molten rock smaller and hotter than Mercury, the two volcanic planets that followed had yet to be mined due to their high surface temperatures and the relatively costly mining droids such operations would require, that the fifth planet was a gas giant with seven moons where Tibanna extraction was slowly ramping up, and that there was a sixth planet far to the edge of the system that was as cold and useless as Pluto. All that information and a dozen pages more, all useful to a budding merchant princess. Naturally, I'd also confirmed my own less economically useful but far more significant knowledge about this place; yes, the Tarkin family lived there. Yes, the youngest scion was looking forward to a military career as a stepping stone towards politics and eventually governing the system when the previous Governor Tarkin retired.
Leaving the words and images in Astra's... my datapad's screen to scroll by unseen, I wondered what, if anything, I should do about that knowledge. A few minutes and a couple prompts from Ratty later, my inability to do anything about Tarkin and his future atrocities registered; I could barely escape my robotic tutor's attention after all. It had taken me the whole trip to Eriadu, all four days of it, to work through the hysteria and accept this entire situation was too real to be a nightmare or a hallucination. It took only minutes after the first confirmation of my setting knowledge to understand how helpless I really was.
The Star Wars galaxy was large. Really, truly, humongously large. No, it wasn't any larger than the Milky Way... but it was inhabited to a far greater extent. There were a million planets passing the billion inhabitant mark, ten times as many that had any sort of interstellar trade, and forty times as many outposts, single-town colonies, and remote stations. The Republic was so large that being a successful interstellar trader required a million pages' worth of background knowledge just to be aware of the various ports you could do business in, and the Hyperspace routes were so complex that after a thousand generations of trading, the government itself did not have anywhere close to complete maps. In a civilization of that magnitude a single individual was utterly insignificant unless, through sheer damn luck followed by great ability and years of effort, they became famous enough to influence anything beyond planetary scale. Foreknowledge or no, simply getting noticed by someone important might be the result of a decade-long effort.
Sighing, I forgot about Tarkin and returned to my lessons. I had to learn a great deal before I could even risk moving around the ship, let alone influencing anything beyond personal scale.

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As luck would have it (or was that the Force?), I retained a great deal of the girl's rudimentary knowledge. Remembering how to read and write Aurebesh - the common trade language - came within only a few hours. Math was largely the same, even if what was University-level courses back on Earth were basic knowledge for anyone in a technical job in Star Wars. Where I would have truly been lost without little Astra's hazy memories was Physics, Biochemistry, and Information Tech. Not only was the Star Wars universe millennia more advanced than anything back on Earth, the sciences themselves were different. Sure, the natural laws and basic principles themselves were the same - but only in general. The existence of Hyperspace alone complicated things immensely. In theory, it was an entirely different dimension with no bearing on the physical realm... as long as matter from it was not physically present. And millions of years of various civilizations using hypermatter in their star-drives, ship reactors, and weapons meant that significant amounts of it had been brought into reality. Concentrations of it created hyperspace anomalies, places where natural laws worked differently. Use of it in machines to cheat Einstein and Newton enabled cheap interstellar flight to begin with. And its effects all over the galaxy had resulted in the large-scale formation of natural metamaterials with properties that would give scientists back on Earth aneurysms. Memories not my own allowed me to navigate the complexities of a physics system full of situational exceptions, exceptions that no model could predict before some prospector in a newly explored backwater world literally stumbled upon.
In some ways though, the weird science the Star Wars universe was full of made things easier. I wasn't going to be some science Jesus that had to show to an entire Galaxy how stupid they were for not getting physics right, or for developing technology in outright stupid ways - more stupid than a thousand years of executive meddling from corporate masters that weren't scientists had made things, anyway. Discovering why things were the way they were was even fun. Also, learning new names for substances and phenomena I already knew of back on Earth was a good puzzle.
Heretical as it might seem, being a teenager again was a good thing. Astra Andrim had a good head when she decided to use it. While she knew a great deal about make-up, fashion, and alien cats, she knew just as much about ships. Daddy Andrim would probably be disappointed if he wanted her to become a merchant princess, but she would have had a good chance as an engineer. Not for the first time, I wondered if whatever unfathomable force (or Force) had brought me to the Star Wars galaxy had intentionally chosen someone close to my own personality. Was this similarity, at least on the surface, a coincidence? Or was Astra Andrim what I'd have become if I'd been born in another Galaxy?
It probably didn't matter. This whole thing, even if not a hallucination, was still a nightmare. I was a minor member of a noble family with ties to the Techno Union and the Trade Federation, with less than a decade left till the Clone Wars. The Techno Union was our parent company, and Daddy Andrim was owner and captain of one of the Federation's doughnut ships. We might be on a normal trade mission right now, but a few years down the line we'd either be rounded up and executed for sedition and rebellion, or be under the control of Sheev Palpatine, ol' Darth Frog-Face himself.
And with that happy thought, I returned to my lessons...

This is the tale of a young female that was sick her entire life and when she finally dies her soul occupied the body of little merchant princes.

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After some time had passed by, weariness became apparent and began to descend on Robert. A probable outcome of his lack of sleep, so he took a five from his work since he started to make sleepy eye mistakes and yawned like a child at a history museum.
Hence the reason why he got up from his chair and went by the opened window to get some fresh air and clear his dizzy head.
While gazing out the window, he glimpsed at Theo lying on the grass gazing up at the sky with nothing to do, with an expression on his face like a child at school on a Monday morning; stained with loneliness, with a sprinkle of sorrow.
Robert felt softened through sympathy for Theo's misfortune. Because of his unableness to play with his school and sports friends for almost five whole months of isolation. The youngster was like a dog on a leash at home, having no other choice but to enjoy what the house had to offer. But all the toys and joys offered can only go so far.
The boredom Theo underwent made Robert deemed himself entitled to give the toddler a valid reason to have more of a necessity to smile in these times of frowns. When he is not acting petty, he is behaving like an upstanding father.
His hand fluttered out of the window to hail at Theo. To tell him a joke, or for them to take part in some form of laughter while the five lasted.
The intentions were to brighten up his day a little. However, as soon as the words were about to come out of his mouth. A voice suddenly sounded in the back of him.
"Mrs. Dorsey, if it is okay, I have something that I will like to ask, please."
Someone from his company wanted to ask a question. So, he had to temporarily delay the joke and see about the matter of his worker.
Later that same evening. When it was time for dinner, Robert warmed up some mac and cheese in dinosaur shape for Theo as he wasn't as talented as an expert chef like Chef Boyardee. Theo did not have must of a problem with his incompetence, nonetheless. He preferred his father to be in the kitchen since Aleena cooks like an athlete preparing for the Olympics.
In the course of them, eating dinner around 7 pm, Robert recalled what happened earlier when he saw Theo in the backyard. The bright idea the Tech-Wiz thought up was telling Theo about when he was a youngster like him back in the day.
It was not his greatest of plans, but his head was well in the right place. His reasoning for this was to motivate Theo into having a concept of what he did to dillydally, albeit, enjoyably.
He chatted about what made him the most excited when getting up in the morning. And also, what was a great way to entertain oneself.
Theo lent an ear to take in his stories while he ate his Dino cheese. The mac and cheese were hitting, so the objections were at a minimum.
Robert was in first gear and gradually began to become absorbed by his tales. All the memories from his past came rushing back into his head.
Within all the chatting, Robert and Theo had finished eating their dinner. So, they relocated to the living room couch where it was more comfortable to tell him a tale about his life.
He continued speaking of his past, but this time he talked about a board game that made him quite jolly. The game in question took a precious spot in Robert's heart was jigsaw puzzle sets. Putting the pieces together with his father was one of the best feelings at the time for young Robert.
The way you have to show patience and wit when solving a large puzzle set is one of the main reasons why Robert got so intrigued about the joy of finish a puzzle set. The capability of figuring out any puzzle set gave him a sense of accomplishment every time.
Despite this fact, Robert wasn't always a big fan of solving jigsaw puzzles because he initially thought it would be a chore and could even put a sugared-up kid to sleep. Solving puzzle sets was a muse of his father, so avoiding seeing them was out of the question for him.
When he was nine years old, the youngster walked by his father doing a set, and he seemed to be digging it. Robert was baffled at what he saw, walked up to his father and asked what is so fun about the stupid puzzle. His father told him to sit down and do not knock it till he tries it. Since he had nothing better to do, he complied with the request.
Robert was a titbit arrogant as a youngster, so he thought solving the set by himself without any assistance from his pops would be a piece of cake. But with all of his hubris, Robert still had a difficult time puzzling out the set.
He sat in front of the jigsaw puzzle pieces for several hours, trying to analyze where to start from to put all the puzzle pieces together. And complete the set in the absence of any guidance, although he was incapable of making head or tail of it.
In the sequence of many trials and errors working out the set, his father ultimately told him, "It isn't as easy as it looked from the sidelines watching on, now is it?"
Afterward, he proceeded to unravel the picture the puzzle pieces made when they came together accurately in a matter of minutes. Robert instantly got knocked off his high horse when he observed the resolve of his father. He was simply amazed at the composure his father had shown and the ability of perception he displayed.
The picture created at the end of the pieces coming together of the jigsaw puzzle was a Star Wars portrayal of R2-D2 and C3PO in the Millennium Falcon. Though Robert did not know much about Sar Wars, he felt as if it was the coolest thing he had ever seen in his life.
That one night sparked the passion Robert had for robotics, drones, and technology in general.
The ability to take something in multiple tiny parts and seem broken, to effortlessly put it together and make it whole once more. While creating a cool picture in the process stuck with Robert and other kids may have seen this as tedious.
However, the sensation of getting to the bottom of where every puzzle piece has to end up. Gratified and mysteriously satisfied Robert as it remained with him for his life onwards.
After that night, both he and his father were puzzle-solving machines. Ironic since Robert did not even want to touch a jigsaw puzzle, much less solve them before.
They attempted to solve some of the most challenging puzzle sets. Robert's father was only solving puzzles for the fun of it, like a peaceful hobby. Though the opposite for Robert as he mainly saw it as a game to test his mind.
His father also opened the bull eyes of Robert to comprehend more colors and have a more creative outlook on the world because the place would be bleak as hell without color. It is clear to see where Theo gets this from now.
The struggles and triumphs he had to undergo when figuring out puzzle sets impacted Robert profoundly, and it was his number one reason for his occupation.
He chose to manufacture hi-tech toys and gadgets for children because he thought robots were cool. Who would have guessed it?
Every single one of those devices his company manufactured for the consumers was to give the same joy he felt back then. During the time, he solved jigsaw puzzles with his father was Robert's goal from the beginning. Therefore, when he went to work, there was no alternative but to give one hundred and ten percent.
Robert was going on without any halts about his love of puzzles. But Theo didn't seem all that agog with the story for a while. This lack of eagerness to lend a prying ear frustrated Robert a little bit because his purpose for telling him all about his spare time activity was to make him find a spare time activity of his own.
So, this meant Robert had to take a firmer approach and try even more to persuade Theo to get a sense of heed for what he wanted to say.
Thus, he commenced talking about the wonders of solving jigsaw puzzles more joyously by telling Theo the aspect of using your imagination and bringing to reality a story of your own.
He stated the lion's share of entertainment came from the mystery of it all. The most appealing part of it all was that Robert's father only brought a jigsaw puzzle set without pictures on the box.
Which made it a lot more gripping to figure out what the picture on display would be in the finish.
Ranging from a wildly dense leafy forest to a prepossessing looking white-sanded tropical beach, he said. What was to become whole when the pieces came perfectly together was anyone's mystery, and that factor was the best part of it all for him.
He used his imagination to predict the resulting picture and concentration to finish the puzzle.
One topic he hopped on, as well, was the fact that he and his father used to have a trivial yet competitive contest to determine who can solve a jigsaw puzzle set the fastest.
Although Robert was regularly not on the receiving end of getting the victory in the challenge, he still gave his best efforts to come out on top. His father never softens his defeats either, as he used to tease him about his pride. But it did not do much in diminishing his drive to win, though.
"I never once in my mind thought about giving up because I knew that whenever you lose, the door for the next opportunity to win always opens, and it's how you react to a loss that will determine it. Since failure is only an option when you make it an option." Robert confidently told Theo, on his Tony Robbins vibes.
The kind of mentality a person will push through a frozen wall will have. Or the making of a true try-hard.
Nevertheless, having the thought process of a try-hard did pay off for Robert. Because three years after the game began, he was finally able to defeat his father in a puzzle off.
He was very bewitched by his triumph, that he to the work ethic that he obtained when completing puzzles into his everyday life and even at school.
Before Robert did a test, he solved a jigsaw puzzle set to free his mind of any nerves. The little trick worked wonders for him when it came time for the test.
Wanting to be placed in his world of puzzles, where he can put everything he wants together in a completed manner, was Robert's wish, but in this world of unforeseeable events and misfortune was not the ideal world he had in his head. But at least he had his imagination to fall back on. And get a happy family of his own.
**
"Haa… Those were the days when your old man was on his puzzle grin."
"…."
"Withal, I would let your grandfather win once ever so often to make him feel good. Hahaha…"
"…."
"So, you see, Theo, this is the fun of sol...…"
"Zzzz...."
"WAKE UP!"

Children’s imagination is known to run wild, but Theo’s creative power always seems to have neither boundaries nor limits. 
Due to the unableness, to go out and about in society. Theo’s father, Robert, came up with an amusing idea to keep Theo’s fictitious thinking entertained throughout this period of isolation. We journey along with Theo on his Pure Adventure around the house to track down all fifty of the hidden puzzle pieces. Witnessing the numerous difficulties, he comes across in achieving his goal of gathering every puzzle piece to complete the set. 
With the aid of an advanced prototype VR headset, Theo found it in the attic where his father had hidden it. Turning Theo’s house into a whole new world to explode with his imaginary friend, Linos, and guides his mind into a Pure Imagination made him travel from feat to feat. 
An odyssey that takes him to all kinds of contrasting scenes. Such as a Halloween party, a Caribbean island, a race around the Metropolis of Motor City, and more. He meets a shedload of fascinating characters that gives young Theo life lessons and morals along the mind trip.



"Do you play video games?" Darren asked. 

"I play puzzle games mostly," Maria replied. "There's this game I was interested in but I couldn't afford it." 

Darren gave her a tablet with game controls attached to the sides where her hands would go. "Since you're training to be a fashion designer, I'm guessing you play a lot of fashion-type games or dress-up games, right?" 

"Yeah." 

"How about a multiplayer game?" 

Maria shook her head as her brow furrowed deeper. She could not understand why he was asking her so many questions about games and fashion. 

Her questions were soon answered when Darren said, "I want you to design an outfit for a strong female character who's classified as a battlemage in a science fantasy video game." 

Maria's eyes went wide as she looked at Darren incredulously. She scoffed. "Uh, I don't know what that means." 

"Science fantasy incorporates elements of science fiction as well as fantasy elements like magic. Think Star Wars V. Star Trek. Star Wars is more fantastical, it just happens to take place on other planets with advanced technology while Star Trek is more sci-fi with their technology and heavy emphasis on explaining their futuristic science to make it feel real," Darren explained. "My character is a battlemage that means she can fight up close with a weapon while she also has the ability to cast magic spells on her weapon or from long distance. One of her personal characteristics is that she loves a good party with her friends. Based on the information I just gave you, I want you to design clothes this character would wear." 

Her eyes widened in surprise at his words. "Are you trying to offer me a job?" 

Darren scratched the back of his head as he chuckled. "Well, yea- not really. I want to make a video game and I need character designs. I used to love magical girl cartoons when I was little because I loved the outfit changes. So, since you're a designer, I suddenly got the idea to add a fashion aspect." 

Maria's eyes lit up as she looked at Darren. The thought about a fighting video game also having a fashion aspect really appealed to her. She also liked watching television about girls who were strong but also looked fashionable while doing it. Most of those cartoons were created before she was even born but they were on the internet and she loved them. She especially got interested in fashion because of a cartoon about a group of fairies who loved fashion and changed outfits every episode. She later found out that each girl had their own stylist behind their animations. That was the first time she thought of becoming a fashion designer, designing clothes for her favorite cartoon characters. She later went on designing and making clothes for herself. 

Even in her conservative community, a woman learning to make clothing was in line with the gender roles so her parents let her learn how to sew, knit, and embroider. All she did in her free time was designing and making new clothes from her the old, unfashionable clothes her parents bought for her. She learned to draw and design fashion by watching youtube videos. After she found out she was engaged, she used some of the money from her job to register in an online fashion design course for a more professional resume. With the rest of her money, she applied to a fashion school in LA and left home. 

Now, she could no longer go back to school, but Darren found another chance to help her. She could keep practicing her designs for video game characters, which could also go on her resume as she tried to find another way to become a professional fashion designer. 

"What do you want to do, Maria? You don't seem like the type who only likes fashion design just to be famous," Darren said. 

"I just want to design and make my own clothes," she replied. "It's my obsession. I can't live without designing." 

"That's all you need. Wouldn't you rather have a side job where you can keep practicing and bettering your designs while you try to get back on your feet?" Darren said. "That's what I'm offering. A chance to practice and become better. And I can pay you some money for it." 

Maria smiled as she nodded furiously. "Okay." 

"Okay," Darren said, "You've been making clothes for humans mostly. But video games have rules because players make assumptions about characters based on the type of clothes and the color of the clothes they wear. That's why I gave you that description of my female character and why I asked you if you played video games before." 

"I get it," she said. She looked at the gaming tablet in front of her. "Is this what this is for?" 

"Yeah. I'm gonna show you what I want." Darren created a new gaming account for himself and for Maria to guide her through the game. They looked carefully through a large number of characters. They looked at their outfits and their character descriptions, as Maria made mental notes about the characters she liked the most based on design. 

Maria chose to be a mage while Darren chose to be a swordsman. Maria played on the gaming tablet while Darren used his laptop. 

"Well, this is a little unexpected." 

Maria and Darren looked up from their devices to see Tora standing at the door. She looked at Darren, "And you should pay more attention to your surroundings. I can't believe you didn't hear me." 

Darren removed the headphones from his ears. "Hey, Tor," Darren greeted as he shut the computer. "I was actually not playing video games, I was writing a program." 

Tora smiled, mockingly, not believing a word he said. "Let's hope so. I hope you don't think you can just stay in my house without doing anything. Especially since you have no money." 

"You don't have money?" she said. "You just offered me a job. How are you going to pay me?" 

"I got into an accident a few months ago and was in a coma for six months," Darren explained. 

"Oh, my gosh," she replied as she placed her hands to her mouth. 

"I lost my job and my home. I just woke up a month ago and just decided to start a video game company," Darren explained. "I still have some investments in bonds and mutual funds so I'll use that and some money from a friend to start everything while I live with Tora." 

Darren got up and gave Tora a hug. "Maria, this is my oldest friend, Tora. Tora, meet Maria." 

Tora smiled as she extended her hand out to Maria. Maria accepted and they shook hands. "Nice meeting you." 

"You, too," Maria replied. 

"You'll be staying with my mom in Burbank," Tora said. "But she said, the room won't be free. Rent will be a thousand seven hundred and fifty dollars." 

Maria nodded enthusiastically. She had been searching for an apartment but she could not find anything for less than around three thousand dollars. Even a studio in LA and the surrounding areas were too expensive for her budget. "Where is the house?" 

"Burbank." 

Burbank, Maria thought. It was not far from Downtown LA and she could just take the transit to and from work. "Thank you so much," Maria said. "I'm really grateful." 

"Don't mention it," Tora said. "Just work on getting better." 

"But, I'll need to get my stuff out of my dorm at the school," she said. 

"Don't worry about that. I'm here, remember. You just need to worry about your health," Darren replied.

Superhumans, Aliens, and Magic. Not an uncommon sight to Darren Kershaw. They're necessary for the protection of mankind from dangerous creatures and other superbeings who use their powers to do harm to civilians. 
During a fight between a Super and Prowler, Darren is struck by lightning in an act of heroism to save a child. He falls into a coma. 
He wakes up after several months only to discover that his body has gone through a transformation that will change his life forever. Is this change for the better or for worse?

"Do you understand?"

Tatsuo said this as his voice shook the very soul, even those he was not talking to raised their voices screaming that understood his words. Bibi Dong shivered as she lowered herself off the throne and kneeled down before Tatsuo.

"This little on understands His Majesty Senior Zen Dragon God Tatsuo's words. This Little one also apologizes for her early actions as she was unable to see that even the sun in the sky responds when spoken to by Your Majesty."

Tatsuo didn't even acknowledge her response as he undid his Spirit armament and returned to his seat. The sun returned to its normal golden glow as the sky returned to its clear overcast, the citizens were able to get up and return to their seats still shivering from the fear which was ingrained into their very DNA at this point.

"Continue with the tournament."

Tatsuo's words broke through the sounds of teeth chattering as he looked down at the arena below with his hand supporting his chin as his legs were crossed.  His clear blue eyes looked like the entrance to the abyss in the eyes of others as his arrogance was understandable as he wasn't on the same plane of existence as the mortals below his gaze.

Bibi Dong remained kneeling while the Emperors to the side made a nervous smile to Tatsuo who responded with a bright warm smile that would cause even the most haughty of females turn into lovestruck mush.

Dugu Bo, Tang Hao, The Bone Douluo, Ning Fengzhi, the other Titled Douluo behind the Emperors, and even the Emperors themselves all had similar thoughts.

'The shade is always best under a large tree.'

This was unknown to Tatsuo but his move to quell the overinflated ego of the Supreme Pontiff caused an unexpected boon.

The Tournament continued after that without much of even a peep out of the Supreme Pontiff's mouth as she watched Tan Academy sweep the Tournament and take the prized Spirit Bones for the Champions.

Currently, Tatsuo sat in a room with the Emperors of the Heaven Duo and Star Luo.
"Your Majesty Tatsuo, I'm sure you have already noticed but due to the Spirit Halls great influence both my Heaven Duo and Star Luo empires are on the verge of being taken over."

"Yes, it's quite easy to put together that puzzle with the way the Supreme Pontiff acts However what does that have to do with me?"

The two Emperors looked at each other before pulling out a very very Old book and placing on the table between the three of them. Opening up the book the Emperor of the Star Luo Empire Dai Wushin spoke.

"Before the Star Luo and Heaven Duo empires were the only countries on the continent there was just the Heaven Duo Empire. With the founding of the Spirit Hall, all those thousands of years ago wars begin to break out in the once peaceful country causing it to split into three Empires. The Heaven Duo remained albeit much smaller as the Heaven Spirit and Dou Ling Empires rose from the ashes."

"After many back and forth clashes the continent once again reached a state of equilibrium before starting another Great War. Millions Died as the Empires began to collapse until The Three Upper Sect clans in the Heaven Duo raised their flags along with my Ye Clan Ancestor to quell the violence. Bring back peace to the Heaven Duo Empire while also gaining some lost territory."

"On the other side, my Evil-eyes Clan quelled the violence and created the Star Luo Empire, thousands of years have passed since then and once again the countries have reached a state of equilibrium."

"Both Wushin and I have noticed the Spirit Hall amassing power over the years however we were and still are powerless to stop them. So this time we turn to you."

"Your Vast Knowledge of has brought things to the Douluo continent we have never seen before, while the power you possess and the power of your subordinates and students speak for itself as nothing less than extraordinary."

"Today we have come to ask you if we could fall under your protection."

"The Maps would not need to be redrawn as the Heaven Duo Empire and Star Luo Empire would still remain but above us, Emperors would be you, The High-Emperor of the Night Imperial Realm."

Tatsuo looked at the two old men with their heads lowered and pondered over their statements.

'If I leave everything the way they are now after I eliminate the Spirit Hall they will rise up against me to regain their sovereignty. I can't kill them either because their families and the people will notice who was behind it without much difficulty.'

Then Tatsuo thought of something, smiled then looked at the two old men.

"I accept your Appointment as High-Emperor of the Night Imperial Realm. When I return Back to Arkadiya I will do some restructuring of the power pyramid and get back to you. I will be Crowned High-Emperor in a weeks time under the Sword Mountain at the center of the Continent. Spread the word far and wide a swiftly as you can."

Without waiting for a response Tatsuo stood up which prompted the Emperors to Stand up as well as he made his leave.

'You old Fogies think you can use me then discard me so easily because I can't use my power to kill you all. I will show you what politics are really about, due to the announcing my coronation to the World I can bring my power play on the Clans of Heaven Duo. With the Clear Sky on Arkaydia and the Nine Glazed Tile Pragonda clan already in my debt, this makes things much easier. With the Titled Douluo of the Night, Clear Sky, and Nine Treasure Gile Pragonda I will have the support of the People as the subsidiary clans will rush to my banner. In Star Luo, I have the Raising Dragon kingdom which is bringing in the most profit for the Empire currently in under my banner as well.'

'These Old Fogies think I'm going to self destruct under the management of 100 million people? Do they think I won't have the support of the People? Do they think I rule with fear? In a weeks time, they will learn the true reason they should fear me is not my power but, my ability to raise the power of the people!'

Tatsuo's next stop was the Nine Treasure Gile Pragonda Clan.

Lucas is a good son born in a poor family, hard work was the only way to move forward. He graduated from High school, Worked his way through College and graduated with a major in Physics and Communication. Walking to his uber to head to the airport Truck-kun embraces him.

( Oy! OOOOY! I got one!)
 
"Huh"- Lucas
(Welcome to the world you Earthlings call "Naruto" Host)
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