After living a life not worth living on earth a young man is reincarnated in the Star Wars universe.
Wanting to live this new life as he wants neither the Jedi nor the Sith order is his choice.
Follow Vaner in his adventure as he builds the New Order of the Galaxy, his Order.

Hello everyone, this is my first novel. More like my first time trying to write any kind of story so this project is for me to learn so please don't hesitate to point at what could be improved. Secondly English isn't my first language and I learn it while watching and reading manga so please be kind to me.

For the update rate, well I will update when I have written something and I will try to do around 2 chapter a week.
This novel as a discord, the code is : qJPJ8Dc

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.

Before anyone says anything, this fanfic is not being dropped.
I created a new story that is based in the Star Wars Universe, the MC is not a reincarnator nor does he have any wishes or system.
His name is Jaxon Aryn, found by Yoda after Order 66, he trained the boy for several years before sending him to look after Grogu.
If you haven't seen The Mandalorian then you might not understand a lot of this story.
The MC is gifted in the force similar to Anakin but he is not all-powerful, this is not the story of an instant god that can take down armies without breaking a sweat.
The fanfic is called [Star Wars/The Mandalorian: Jaxon Aryn]
Please do me a massive favor by reading it, you don't need to follow it, just read it properly and give me your thoughts in the comments.
I love you all for your support, Thank You!

My name is Elias, I'm thirteen years old, male, i like sunset picnics and long walks on the beach...

In all seriousness, ever since i could remember, I've had... something... it's like a system from a game, it has stats, skills, perks, quests, and much more.

At first, i tried to ignore it but when you live in Gotham, you need to take every advantage that comes your way.

Did i forget to mention that I'm the son of Bruce Wayne?

[This fanfic is heavily inspired by Grandpa Universe in Multiverse, I'm a new writer so I'm bound to make mistakes along the way, please be nice!]

Jason lived a life of pleasure, thrills, action, and discipline, when he was eighteen his friends were going to parties while he was fighting in Iraq.

When his friends were getting married in their mid-twenties, he started his own company.

In his forties, he became a billionaire while his friends struggled to put food on their tables.

During his sixties, he led the world into another era of war and death, when he invented smart bullets.

Upon his death at the ripe old age of 93, he was expecting a fiery hell but instead, he met a rather handsome young man.

[Sorry for the long synopsis, No Harem Included]

{"I hate it. I hate it here."} Silently mused a four-year-old child as he dangled his legs along the edge of the tall book shelves while he used the force to move a number of left out datapads and books of compiled Flimsiplasts to return them where they came from.
The temple archives at the moment were currently moderately occupied and only a couple of Jedi were hanging around. His presence was relatively hidden away while he watched over the archive patrons and finished his daily research/reading. His personal datapads and stylus were scattered around as he contemplated how much Bantha shit was he torturing himself since he ended up learning about seven intergalactic languages in the span of two years while also giving time to learn about the galaxy's politics and fundamental sciences.
"You know that you shouldn't be up there again, Tord," admonished an old Jedi librarian which was also formerly Yoda's Padawan.
"I needed to gather my thoughts, Master Yulio," the silvernette replied as he gathered his things and placed it in a bright red bag that he personally made. Standing up, the devil horned child then pushed himself off the edge and patiently waited for the floor to be beneath his feet as if the height he just jumped off wouldn't have killed a normal force sensitive child.
"Seriously, I still can't believe that Master Yoda had took you in as his Padawan at such a young age and allowed you unfettered access to the Archives and Temple's training grounds," the aged Twi'lek murmured as he stared at cold green-gem like orbs and pushed back the icy feeling he was receiving from the overly bright light that the force enshrouded the toddler.
"Master Yoda found me, Master Yulio. He was the one to announce that I was to be his Padawan two years ago and allowed me access to these areas when I asked for it." Tord reminded as he bowed to his lineage brother in politeness and headed back to his Master's quarters.
{"Kark. I hate this. Why do I have to call people 'Master' of all things? Why haven't the Jedi Order have chosen the term teacher instead? The word 'Master' itself could connote a number of things and, for what I see it, I hardly like most of it,"} Tord internally complained as he walked and politely greeted those he saw as what the Order thought him to.
Heck, the reincarnated male found himself seething about his current plight and mentally scolded himself for not even knowing enough about the world he was in. After all, he was in the universe of 'Star Wars' and as a reincarnator who was able to know that this place originated from some kind of entertainment franchise was just downright confusing and depressing.
For all he was about having an accursed eidetic memory, he couldn't actually have an advantage of such mental capacities when the knowledge he currently has of the said universe was just surface level. Thinking back to his previous lives, he cursed himself for turning down Tom, Matt and Edd's interest in Star Wars and thanked whatever higher being was out there during his time as Vlad Master's adoptive son to entertain his elder brother, Danny, and dad's geeking over the franchise.
Like, it was because of Danny he ended up knowing about the Star Wars: Old Republic since he played the game along with his halfa hero brother. That, and he also watched the Clone Wars series up until to season six because of him. Then, he knew enough about Star Wars lore from Vlad himself when he was trying to up Danny in his geeks modes and convincing him that Star Wars was pretty amazing. Heck, the only movies he watched of the franchise was Episodes I and II since when Episode III came-out he became far too busy to indulge anymore of such frivolities.
And now…Tord was regretting a lot of things.
He regrets not paying more attention to his elder brother and father's interest. To be exact, he wants to apologize about the very fact he ended up rebutting or refusing them when they would go on the fan boy modes. Those two half-ghosts at the moment were his saving grace on why he wasn't so blind when treading through his current weird life. That, and the information he has could be used as a type reference for him in preparation for big events. He could basically pass the things he saw as visions if he does things right Tord mused as he came into his Master's shared quarters and noticed how the green alien was now waiting at the middle of the waiting area.
"Reading again, you have. Complain the other Jedi Masters, they did. Too cold and detached you are, they report to me." Yoda greeted as he sat on the standard issued beige sofa and waited for the silvernette to come closer.
Sighing at the others words, the owner of green gem-like eyes bowed to his master after coming closer and floated his things back to his room using the force. Waiting for himself to be allowed to be seated, the green gremlin finally gave a signal which had Tord followed.
"Explain yourself, do you not?" Yoda asked as he looked at his very young Padawan and expected him to at least try to defend himself.
Green gem-like orbs met golden flecked green eyes and answered in an all to factual manner, "You already know the answer, Master. It's is just how I am. That said, they look into things far too much. They see my coldness and detachment as a sign of falling into the Dark Side when for me it's just the normal going of life.
I see no Light or Darkness in it. Only varying shades of gray are in my current state therein their worries are for naught. Besides, doesn't the Tenets approve of such? There is no emotion, there is peace. There is no ignorance, there is knowledge.
What I do of being detached and having no emotions is okay in the Tenets. My interest for knowledge is natural considering where I came from."
"Prince you were to be, yes. However, now you are Jedi. Different are the duties placed on you, now you should simply be like a child. Grow in the light, connect to your peers you must. The force's will, follow you must." Yoda reminded before standing up and heading to his personal rooms.
"Obelia your surname be, you are now a Padawan. Fallen have your world of origin, before the Old Republic and the Eternal Empire. Gone is Earth, gone is your family. Gone is your father's Earthly Empire. Look not in the past, focus on the present and hope for the future."
"Yes, Master," Tord replied as he watched the older Jedi finally disappear from his sights and slumped back on his seat.
{"I karking hate this life,"} the silvernette mentally remarked and forced himself to direct his time to other much more productive endeavors.

What would you do as a veteran reincarnator when you find yourself not just in an alternate version or parallel universe? What would you do when you find yourself reincarnating into a universe that you have seen to be well known in the entertainment franchise in your previous life?

Would you stay quiet about what you know and let things go as is or would you willingly change things?

At that moment, that was Tord's problem once he found himself waking up in one place he never expected nor did he even know truly existed.

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The use of words "Wife", "Lady" and a few other feminine identifiers doesn't exactly mean that a character is female here. In this story AU, people are fine referring to people depending on the role they usually play and whether the said person they are referring to accepts such identifiers.

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This story would now be continuing in Archive of Our Own. My Pseud there is MARVEL_DC_HEART_THROBS.

P.S- There's now a Discord Server which I made just to discuss anything about this series:
https://discord.gg/rVhHZzf

Before anyone says anything, this fanfic is not being dropped.
I've completed around 80% of the next chapter for this HP Fanfic, in case any of you were wondering.
I created a new story that is based in the Star Wars Universe, the MC is not a reincarnator nor does he have any wishes or system.
His name is Jaxon Aryn, found by Yoda after Order 66, he trained the boy for several years before sending him to look after Grogu.
If you haven't seen The Mandalorian then you might not understand a lot of this story.
The MC is gifted in the force similar to Anakin but he is not all-powerful, this is not the story of an instant god that can take down armies without breaking a sweat.
The fanfic is called [Star Wars/The Mandalorian: Jaxon Aryn]
Please do me a massive favor by reading it, you don't need to follow it, just read it properly and give me your thoughts in the comments.
I love you all for your support, Thank You!
I know many of you want to kill me for releasing this chapter that isn't a chapter, so any comments on this specific paragraph will not be deleted. let your hate flow through you!

Malakai, Kai to his friends, was many things, ambitious, stubborn, strong-willed, but most of all, he had a deep hunger for power.

Climbing through the shit and dealing with idiots, he finally clawed his way to the top only to be backstabbed by those he trusted most.

Upon dying, he's greeted by a hall filled with many gods.

[I suck at writing these summaries, this is my seventh try, I hope it's okay]

Seeing the message from Accelerator, both Light and Lelouch were surprised, if it is true that this is a chat group that invites people from other worlds, then this might benefit them, including the fact that the so-called group leader can even tell their future
Lelouch and Light were still thinking deeply until Beerus began to chat
Beerus G.O.D: I heard you guys called me a minor god, what do you mean?
Hearing this Accelerator quickly answered
Accelerator: Well you see the chat group has a power ranking system, you can check that in the 'Power Ranking' page of the group
Seeing this message not only Beerus but also, Darth Vader, Lelouch, And even light Yagami looked in the Power Ranking System, while they looked the system quickly showed
[Mortal Realm 1-9 Order
Immortal Realm 1-9 Order
Gods Realm - Minor God, High God, 3rd class, 2nd class, 1st class, Supreme God, God King]

Seeing this the four of them quickly checked their power ranking in the 'leaderboard' section
[Lelouch of the Rebellion - 6th Order (9th Order Because of Geass)]

[Darth Vader - 8th Order]

[Light Yagami - 6th Order (9th Order Because of Death Note)]

[Beerus - Minor God]

Seeing this they thought that their power ranking was correct, but what surprised them was the person 'Beerus' power ranking
'Minor God' the four of them thought, when Beerus saw this he was a little irritated that he was called a 'Minor God' but seeing the chats history he a message from Charles indicating that in a multiverse perspective, a Minor god is a ruler of a universe
Seeing this Beerus accepted his title as a Minor God and thought less of it
Beerus G.O.D: How strong is the group leader?
Accelerator: Supreme God...
Beerus G.O.D: Huh?! I thought at least a High God
Accelerator: That's what we thought too when we first joined, but at least the group leader is strong
Beerus hearing this nodded, when glancing at the gods realm stages again, he saw how far he was off from Charles power

Charles seeing this wondered, 'Why do all of them think I'm a high god at first???'
Seeing this Charles chatted
Dragon Ruler of the Evil Path: Well anyways, welcome to the chat group, as you can see by reading the chats name, you are a villain of your own destiny

Beerus, Darth Vader, Lelouch, and Light Yagami were surprised that they were villains
Seeing them not typing, he thought they didn't believe him so he added 4 filed in the chat group
[Dragon Ruler of the Evil Path uploaded 4 Files of the following
- Death Note
- Star Wars 1-9
- Code Geass 1-2
- Dragon Ball/Dragon Ball Z/Dragon Ball Super]
Dragon Ruler of the Evil Path: Code Geass is for Lelouch, Death Note is for Light, Star Wars is for Darth Vader, and the three Dragon Ball files is for Beerus, these four files is your own respective destiny
Seeing this the four of them quickly went to watch their own respective destiny's
Seeing they weren't replying Charles thought they were currently watching their own destiny, so he went out his home to buy some groceries
[40 Minutes Later]

Now Charles has bought groceries and was heading back home until he thought of taking a break from walking from walking and sat on a bench next to a high school
Seeing this high school Charles read it
'Kuoh High school...'
'Wait'
'KUOH HIGH SCHOOL?!'
Mean while in the chat group
Dio Brando: I suddenly feel weak watching the 'Dragon Ball' file
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End of Chapter 13

"Attack!! destroy it! its just a measly Valkyrie M1 how hard can it be to destroy an outdated model!" Player1 screamed as he operated his bulky mech to slam its fists against the face of a feminine shaped [WildMech].

"Try doing more damage yourself!! this outdated model is very weird, how can it have the aegis system?!" Player2 responded in a panicked manner as she struck the feminine [WildMech] with her mechs Beam Saber but was blocked by golden hexagons that formed a wall.

"F*uck guys this [WildMech] is gonna take us forever and my energy and reserves are close to empty! we might need to run away guys or were gonna pay more than what we earn from this" Player3 stated as his mech then slowly bent over and lost power.

'Hello I am Maya tech and I am the female [WildMech] these players are trying to murder, for one to understand why I am like this, we need to go back to a few days or even weeks ago'
...
....
3 weeks earlier.

"Haaaa! why can't these components lower the energy consumption for the electromagnetic couplers?" Maya wondered as she looked at a ball like object and a meter gauge within a blue space.

This was the Blueprint Room, a subspace of the garage function of [MechHigh], A game of dimensions, spacecrafts, aliens, star beasts, and most importantly Mechs, a thrilling real time game where the players craft their own personal and custom mechs to duel, wage wars, or conquer planets.

A dream of many of this day and age is to be successful within it, you can craft technology that couldn't be done in reality, online, then patent it and sell it, a simple game that swept the entire blue star and influenced lives.

The game was released by the company Intergalactic Entertainment, nobody knows how they persuaded the world leaders but all the leaders focused on the game and even waged wars within it, but to normal players its selling point was the customization and the [WildMech]s, these mechs are natural golem like constructs of the game world named Aurum Star, these [WildMech]s can drop parts, blueprints, and can even be captured to become a personal mech.

"I wish I could just be successful, just once so I can add it to my mech and sell its copies!!" The one complaining was Maya tech, a woman around the age of 20, she wore round spectacles and a big single braid, she had a rather unique color scheme to her, her eyes were shimmering gold and her hair was a beautiful platinum white, she had a good figure for a girl and a pretty face, she was a student

She was addicted to majorly enhancing and creating new mech parts though, the other people and students just focused on producing the same product.

"Is it the energy crystal or the coils, maybe the rotator?" Maya observed the spherical object right in front of her, she was able to decrease the consumption by 5 percent but 5 percent for her was mediocre and not outstanding at all, a 3 percent decrease was the norm for all and a 5 was for experts, the current record was a 10 percent decrease in energy consumption, which is currently held by a scientist of Blue Star University.

Maya had been logged in for a week straight just thinking what was wrong with the device and how to improve it further, she had little budget unlike the university supported scientists and had to think it thoroughly herself since she
was working alone.

Maya exited the game and awoken in reality, she was using a pod that was given by the university she was at, it was the cheap kind but was practical and she also didn't have the money to buy a better one.

Maya in reality had thick eyebags and was slouching a bit from the stress of being ingame for a week, she got some water from her fridge and a candy bar before she sat down on her desk, she began to plan out her next course of action concerning the magnetic coupler, the coupler was a ball like object that was used as the mechs joints making them highly flexible, these were new inventions of the Blue Star University and was quite popular to the students since it increases the range of movement and adds to the sleekness unlike the old joints.

Maya drew up some plans on her notebook and was also reading some books about energy consumption such as, Laws of energy crystals, Crystal to Mechanical force, and etc.

Maya wanted to leave her name in the annals of history, she wanted to leave a legacy for her future dependents, to which they would proudly say 'That's my ancestor!', she was quite ambitious but she believed in a saying that her father always said to her 'In order to be successful, one must dream big and the bigger the dream, the bigger the success'.

[MechHigh] A game of dimensions, spacecrafts, aliens, star beasts, and most importantly Mechs, a thrilling real time game where the players craft their own personal and custom mechs to duel, wage wars, or conquer planets.

A dream of many of this day and age is to be successful within it, you can craft technology that couldn't be done in reality, online, then patent it and sell it, a simple game that swept the entire blue star and influenced lives.

The game was released by the company Intergalactic Entertainment, nobody knows how they persuaded the world leaders but all the leaders focused on the game and even waged wars within it, but to normal players its selling point was the customization and the [WildMech]s, these mechs are natural golem like constructs of the game world named Aurum Star, these [WildMech]s can drop parts, blueprints, and can even be captured to become a personal mech.

I was just playing the game back then, but now I'm in the game but as a [WildMech] and it seems there is more to this game than we previously thought.

(A/N: I don't plan to have the MC's real name said for now. There's a reason for it which will be discussed in a later chapter. But for now, he will just be known as Mr. MC. )

Mr.MC was just your average guy. He had nothing special going on for him, and the only thing he was really known for was his star wars knowledge. Mr.MC is an avid fan of the Star Wars universe. In fact, he wasn't even upset with how bad the recent movie trilogy was. He just wanted to see another movie that took place in the ever-expansive star wars universe.

 In the year 2011 Star Wars: The Old Republic was released. At that time, he was just a 19 year old starting to stand on his own two feet. He had just moved out from his parents and was living in a crappy, run-down apartment that was just filled to the brim with star wars memorabilia. When he heard about the game, he immediately purchased it and started his journey into the SWTOR universe.

When he first loaded up the game, he felt as though he had just stepped into another universe. The character creation screen came up and it was time for him to make his first character. Mr.MC had sat there for over an hour coming up with his first, his main, character. He finally decided on an interesting approach. When making the character, he thought back to the six star wars movies and also to the comics. While thinking about that, he realized that there were hardly any Jedi that were cyborgs.

That's when he decided. He picked the Cyborg race and customized him to look around 6 feet tall, muscular, had a light tan with black hair and a military hair-cut. His eye was a light blue and the cybernetic eye looked amazing. He also gave his character a goatee since he wanted him to look cool, but also wise.

After that, he named his character Macen. The reason behind the name was because Mr.MC was a huge fan of Mace Windu. He found him to be an amazing character, plus the fact that he could be how he was even though he was supposed to be a Jedi. Thus, he decided to name his first ever character after his favorite star wars (movie wise) character.

Thus the grind began. Day after day was spent grinding up that character to max level, maxing all of his companions influence and making sure their armor was also top tier. Then he was done, he had millions of credits, bought everything available, unlocked it all account wide, max storage etc. He even made a guild just for himself so he could have the guild bank max as well. 

After all that, he went on to make the next character, then the next. He kept making characters until he had one of each class/sub class. So in total he had sixteen level 50's, with each looking super cool and had millions of credits on each of them (not including what was all stored in the guild banks).

Once he was done with all of that, he began to sell his services to help other players out. He made a decent amount of money doing that but he still stayed in that apartment of his. He felt that he shouldn't get something new since it would be a waste of money and the apartment had all he needed. He paid to get it fixed up and looking nice but other than that, the rest of the money went into paying for bills, food, necessities and of course going to star wars conventions and events.

After some time, the Rise of the Hutt Cartel was announced to be released. Around when the announcement happened, he had finished his collection. His collection had EVERYTHING! From the cruddy, horrible looking mounts to the awesome looking beasts he had it all. Pets, clothing, weapons, event titles etc. Plus, all of them were unlocked account wide. 

Once he found out about the announcement, he decided to prepare. He looked into all the stuff that was said to be released, re-did some older content and operations to make sure that he was up to par with anything that might be thrown his way. He also went and finished the HK-51 quest on all of his characters so that he had done absolutely everything. When Rise of the Hutt Cartel comes out, he does the exact same thing...everything.

Fast Forward a bit, and now the announcement of Shadow of Revan comes out along with the Forged Alliances Parts 1 through 3. At this time, Mr.MC didn't have Macen romance anyone. In his legacy he had set Macen to be friends or rivals with all his other characters but no romance, not even with Kira. 

He had just gotten towards the end of the Manaan Flashpoint when he saw her, Lana Beniko. He instantly fell in love with her and decided to have his Jedi romance her. He found this hilarious since the Jedi was the one flirting with the sith, and not the other way around. 

After SoR (Shadow of Revan if you didn't know), he had fully romanced Lana to the fullest that he was allowed to in the game. He kicked Revans behind with his random pug group to have the full experience, and went at it again with all the npcs. 

Now, to summarize the rest of his adventure: After SoR, He went on to Ziost to reunite with Lana and to put an end to Vitiate who was causing havoc on the planet. After Vitiate destroyed the planet and Macen helps whoever he can after the planet faced destruction, he chased after him to the unknown regions where he, Darth Marr and others were attacked by the Empire of Zakuul. This eventually lead to Marr's Death and Macen (Who is known as the Outlander by Zakuul) becomes frozen in carbonite for five years. After being saved by his love (Lana), they make a grand escape but not before preventing a huge explosion which would've caused thousands to be killed. Their escape lead them to the endless swamp, where they discovered an ancient ship known as the Gravestone. They repair it and leave Zakuul. After escaping, they went to a free skyport known as Asylum. After helping one of the people that saved him on Zakuul, he then went back to Zakuul in order to get allies to help him out. One thing led to another and eventually they had a showdown at Asylum since they were ratted out by someone who they thought they could trust. After escaping from Asylum they end up on a world called Odessen. From there, he starts an Alliance between the republic and empire to take down Zakuul. He gets nominated to become the Alliance Commander. Fast Forward, they have gotten tons of allies and groups from all over to join. He found his old companions and even got married to Lana at the end. He ends up sparing Arcaan, kills Vaylin, and takes down Valkorian (Aka Vitiate).

(A/N: The above paragraph is basically a summarized version of what went down from the events of SoR to the end of KOTET <--- Knights of the Eternal Throne. If you wanna find out the full story, I recommend playing the game. I just did this summary so that people who read this would see what happens before the current expansion which will be talked about next and what leads up to the actual start of this story. Thanks ;)

Mr.MC had just finished up KOTET on all of his characters and did everything else when he finally decided to take a little break from SWTOR. I mean, he was super rich in the game, and had everything. What else was there to do? He finally took a break from the game and went and watched the first two movies of the new trilogy. 

After just killing time watching star wars, reading books and just fooling around, he heard the announcement for the next expansion. He wasn't nearly as excited as he was back when the game first started but he was glad there would be new content to complete and more stuff to add to his very immense collection. 

After waiting for quite some time, Onslaught was released. With this expansion, He was able to get more companions and was especially excited when he was able to have malgus as a companion, but only temporary and only on his dark side characters.

And with all of that, he has now done everything up to the current patch. Has all achievements, the most powerful gear, max renown, fully equipped flagship/player ship, all strongholds fully decorated, full guild banks (Pub and Imp) and all companions at max influence on all characters. He's done it all. 

(A/N: Whew, took a while to get here, but I wanted to detail it all up to the point I wanted to get y'all started at instead of being like wow he's done it all now lets go on in.)

Mr.MC was currently on Macen riding around on his meditation hoverchair and was just walking around Coruscant. He was currently looking at the sights and reminiscing his time from when he first started playing this game and arrived on this planet for the first time.

Suddenly, he receives a whisper from some random player. [UGOB]: "Hello there, you look as though you've done everything you could in this game currently. Wouldn't you want to have more fun, but in the future? I'm talking about your characters, alliance, companions and all in the future. Of course, giving you Ziost, Odessen and Zakuul in the future would also be amazing, wouldn't you agree?" Mr.MC just kinda stares at the message. He mostly thinks that it's going to lead to a scam or try to pilfer credits off of him. But, what can a message do? [Macen]: "Sure, that would be a lot of fun. To be able to have all of that and live it right before the events of Episode I would be fun. I'd be able to do so much. But, I'd need to have a system of sorts to be able to learn all of my powers, and switch between my different characters." (A/N: Okay real quick, by switching I'm basically going to have it to where all companions from all twelve including g-banks, flagships etc. would all go to the main-Macen. But he can still switch form from his Macen form to say his gunslinger form. Which means its almost like he has multiple personalities.)

It was almost instantaneous when the reply was sent. [UGOB]: "Sounds like a good idea. Lets go with that. Have fun :P." After Mr.MC read this line, a line of code came out of the computer and enveloped him, making him disappear.

An avid SWTOR player finally completes everything in the game, from having all companions possible to getting every item and unlocking them all account wide just to show off.

Having finished everything, our MC sits back and looks at his main character: A level 70 Jedi Guardian. His character is a Cyborg Male with one eye missing (Hence a cybernetic eye) and his right arm is a cybernetic arm (But it has skin and stuff on it so it looks like it is a real arm when it really isn't).

For his guardian, he decided to romance Lana Beniko (Yup just Lana only, no cheating on her or you get shocked x-x). They're married and everything is all good. (Imagine the Guardian's armor looking like the Guardian's Exalted armor set and the helmet just being the black scanner). His weapon being an unstable Light Saber with a Predacious Gold-Green Color Crystal.

Lastly, the crew skills he learnt was slicing, scavenging, and armormech. 

Anyhow....(Went on that long tangent describing the MC's character XD) So, while our MC was just wondering around on his character he received a whisper from some random player.

[UGOB] "Hey, would you like to be the character you are, bring all your followers and companions with you as you explore the star wars of the future?"

Of course, our MC thinks that its just some random scammer trying to get people to go to their website to steal account info or something. But...."Sure why not..sounds like fun" Then the MC blacks out.

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Alrighty. So, as you can tell, the MC gets reborn as his Jedi Guardian character into the current Star Wars universe (placing him right before Episode I starts). Plus, the planets Odessen, Zakuul and Ziost are sent with him to the timeline (Including all of his companions which has max affinity with, all of his followers and all that.) So, now with the Alliance and three worlds showing up out of no where, it should lead to an interesting story.

Hope you enjoy. :)

The internet went crazy.
The final decisive battle of this season of the Galaxy Super Mecha Wars, Team Annihilation represented by Li Tianxing, against Team Dali represented by Hong Dali!
Team Annihilation had been the strongest team since the beginning of this competition! Highest number of kills! Strongest defense! Strongest attack!
Hong Dali's Team Dali was the most mysterious team! They had had absolutely zero kills since the start of the competition till now! This resulted in a scenario where no one had any idea whatsoever how strong this team was!
All they knew was that this was a team made up of very young members. Exactly how young? The oldest was the goddess Li Nianwei of Sing! Milky Way at 24-years-old. As for the rest, Hong Dali was eighteen, Tang Muxin was eighteen, Jiang Qianxue was eighteen, Lin Chuyin was eighteen, and the youngest was just nine!
Could a team like this go up against Li Tianxing's Team Annihilation?
Of course, no one knew if they would succeed. All they knew was that this Galaxy Super Mecha Wars was really exciting! On the official forum of the Galaxy Super Mecha Wars, the topics regarding the final battle took over everything else like a storm!
This time the rest time was half an hour.
In order to find out what everyone else thought about this battle, Yin Tianzong turned on the computer. After just one glance, he was completely shocked!
Team Annihilation, number of topics 12,895,463. Twelve million topics were a lot. At this point in time, the number of topics on the other teams was just three to five million. Results had to be compared to know where one stood, it was necessary to compare the numbers of all the teams. As it turned out, Team Annihilation was completely annihilated—
The most mysterious Team Dali, number of topics—130,965,231!
The number of topics had exceeded 100 million! It had reached a terrifying number of 130 million! 130 million!
When Yin Tianzong and the Galaxy Aristocrats who were standing behind him looking saw this number, they all gasped collectively!
"God, this is too scary, isn't it? This is an overwhelming win!"
"Yeah, 12.8 million topics compared to 130 million topics. If these numbers could be used as attack force, Li Tianxing would be immediately annihilated by Hong Dali. This is awesome!"
"Right? It's time for the finals 10 out of 100 battle and they still have zero kills! I bet many people are waiting for the final battle now, right?"
"That's for sure. Quick, see what people are saying about it!"
So, with the mindset that they were just watching the excitement and had no qualms about fanning the fire, this group of young men who were usually bored out of their wits started reading the topics regarding Hong Dali's Team Dali on the internet.
"This Galaxy Super Mecha Wars is really full of surprises. The Strongest vs The Most Mysterious. Who do you think will win?"—Views: 63,254,325, Replies: 1,254,689, Likes: 2,354,854.
"Brothers, there's so much drama on the stage. I will tell everyone what I think their chances of winning or losing are!"—Views: 54,154,412, Replies: 1,021,545, Likes: 3,265,411…
There were tens of thousands of such topics being posted every second. Many topics were almost completely buried in the vast ocean of topics as soon as they were published, and they could not be seen at all…
No matter what, Hong Dali was at the heart of the commotion.
Everyone was reading the posts excitedly when a post suddenly appeared in everyone's field of vision.
"Team Annihilation is so powerful, Team Dali can only surrender if they encounter them! You think they can win? What a joke!"—the author's handle was "Master of my Own".
Damn, so arrogant?! This could not be tolerated!
Yin Tianzong immediately entered the thread and started scolding—
The king is not at fault for shooting you: "Topic owner you idiot, have you lost your brain? I have scrutinized your face, it's so full of wrinkles I almost feel like I can experience the distant past. Why are you sitting on the stool with your face? Why are you eating with your backside? Your looks are so completely offensive that even pigs will not like you. When I see you as happy as an idiot, it reminds me of your ancestors—the Happy Idiot, and you are the abbreviated version. Look at your shitface, just stay home. Don't come out and pollute society. I'm afraid I will vomit when I see your face!"
His tirade was an art, and the words he used had the crowd around him practically rolling on the floor laughing.
When he was done, Yin Tianzong smiled. "Oh, it feels really good to scold others. Yes, it's much better than killing people. This is what I will do if I meet another idiot! Hahaha!"
When Yin Tianzong finished with his tirade, the people who replied after him got all excited—
"Well scolded. The topic owner is obviously jealous of other people's talent!"
"Right? No matter how strong Team Annihilation is, what can they do? Even if Team Dali loses I will still be their die-hard fan. Bite me if you don't agree!!"
"The topic owner's brain is warped. Confirmed!"
…
"This group of unreasonable scum!" Li Tianxing flipped the table angrily. He fumed. "Damn, that 'The king is not at fault for shooting you', you better not let me find you. Otherwise, I will show you what it means to live in utter misery. You won't want to continue living and yet you cannot die!"
He continued venting his anger for a while, before a guard suddenly came in and said respectfully, "Young Master, Master requests that you go over there for a while. He said that he has some very important instructions for you. Lord Malone is there too."
"Hmm? Lord Malone is there too?" Lord Malone, a High Noble from the Dimu Star Sector was also present. This was something extraordinary. Li Tianxing immediately sorted out his emotions and carefully neatened his attire. Then, together with the guard, he arrived at the premium VIP lounge where Lord Malone was.
"Father, I'm here." As soon as he entered the door, Li Tianxing hurriedly greeted the two men.
"Hehe, Tianxing, you are here." Li Hanhong was extremely happy that his very talented son had arrived. He smiled and said, "Come. Let me introduce you. This is the exalted Lord Malone, High Noble from Dimu Star Sector. You must be respectful."
"Respected Lord Malone, how do you do." After he had been introduced by his father, Li Tianxing hurriedly knelt down on one knee and performed the standard greeting done by a junior when they met an elder. He said respectfully, "Beta Star Li Tianxing greets Lord Malone."
Speaking of which, if we were to ignore the fact that he put himself first and turned his back on the universe, and focused only on his looks and figure, Li Tianxing definitely did cut a striking figure.
His family background was excellent and he was talented. He had always been the most outstanding one among his peers. His poise had been cultivated from young and it was extraordinary.
"Hmm, not bad." Even the very fussy Lord Malone had a rather good first impression of Li Tianxing. He sized Li Tianxing up carefully, then nodded with satisfaction. "Yes, a promising young man, good. You have already managed to get into the finals of this competition. If you win, I will bring you back to the Dimu Star Sector immediately to undergo special training."
He had received one billion Galaxy Dollars from them. Lord Malone had to at least be cordial, after all.
If he could help them a little now, it would be easy to get more money from them in the future, right? So, Malone was still very friendly toward Li Tianxing.
"Thank you, Lord Malone. Thank you, Lord Malone!" Upon hearing this, Li Hanhong was ecstatic and thanked him profusely. "Tianxing will definitely get first. He will definitely not disappoint you!"
Li Tianxing also suppressed the joy rising in his heart and said in a serious voice, "I will definitely not disappoint Lord Malone!"
First place! As long as he was the champion, he could go to Dimu Star Sector with Lord Malone!
This thought made Li Tianxing want to laugh out loud!
"Okay, Tianxing, the match is about to start." Li Hanhong knew that his son must be very excited at that moment. He laughed and said, "Go and get ready. Although this last opponent is not very strong, you must not be careless!"
"Okay, Father." Li Tianxing bowed to Lord Malone. "Lord Malone, I will excuse myself first then."
"Go." Malone waved his hand gently.
Once he left the premium VIP room, Li Tianxing calmly searched for a deserted place and then lifted his head and laughed with abandon!
"Hahahaha! First place! As long as I get first place, I can go to Dimu Star Sector headquarters and undergo special training! Galaxy Aristocrats, Hong Dali, Jiang Qianxue, you are all trash! I, Li Tianxing, am the best! When I return from training, all of you who have humiliated me will die a horrible death! Hahahahaha!"
"Hong Dali, it is now time for the final showdown. I want to see what tricks you can pull!"
…
Elsewhere, where Hong Dali was.
Hong Dali and six others sat on the sofa in the lounge. Tang Muxin hugged Hong Dali's arm and said softly, "Dali, it's time for the final battle soon, what should we do? Just the thought that our opponent is Li Tianxing makes me want to give him a good beating up!"
Li Tianxing was the first to run off when Earth was in danger. No matter how easygoing Hong Dali was, there was no way he could let this matter rest. After all, everyone on Earth almost died because of Li Tianxing.
"Since it has come to this, let's fight." Hong Dali sniffled. "I had planned to just engage some random opponent and lose, I didn't expect to actually reach the finals. Anyway, we should beat Li Tianxing up sooner or later, now is a good time as any."
He made it sound easy, but Li Tianxing's team was extremely powerful. The rest of the team members did not feel very confident.
"Dali, I want to beat Li Tianxing up too, but will we be able to?" Jiang Qianxue was still a little worried. Managing to enter the finals was one thing, but fighting was another. The fighting part was not a problem, the problem was, could they win?
"We'll see." Hong Dali wasn't worried at all. "We'll just take one step at a time. With Li Tianxing's uncouth character, he will definitely want to go one on one with me. After all, he had been humiliated by me before—so leave him to me, and you all can take care of the rest!"


"I have to squander; otherwise, won't it be a waste of my parent's talent at earning money?" Hong Dali answers a reporter's question matter-of-factly. 

Just after the interview ends, Hong Dali opens the Great Prodigal System's interface and looks at the various good stuff displayed in it. Stroking his chin, he mumbles to himself, "I just need to squander 200 billion yuan more to exchange for the blueprint of the core technology, Engine Destruction, found in the strongest humanoid mecha weapon, Neo Granzon. Looks like I'll have to work harder!"

"I want to splurge! I want to squander!"


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