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.

Disclaimer: I do not own any part of the Star Wars Franchise and all rights go to their respective owners. The only thing I own from this fanfic is my character and the creativity put into his Journey... Please support the Official Release of the actual Star Wars Movies

Lucifer started going through the information he had received.
Right now, he was in Zargon world. In this world wars were as common as sunny days in desert.
There were independent Duchies which were too big to come under a kingdom but not that big to become a kingdom. 
All of Duchies and Kingdoms have to come under a Empire. This created a situation where if a Kingdom or Duchie have to invade they have to do it on Kingdom which are under
the same empires otherwise they were on risk of starting wars between empires. Sometimes
Empires even give up there Kingdom if they have other important work. But it was rare case as who want to lose their territory. Even if they don't help properly they always send a backup battalion.
This was reason there were always large scale wars on Zargon. So all Kingdoms and Duchies pledge allegiance to empires as you have find big tree to protect yourself from rain.
Then comes the Superstates which came on top in power hierarchy. They were lead by powerful organisations. They were always at war with each other.
There were many races in this world humans, elves, dwarves, dragons, orcs, darkelves, etc. But humans dominated Zargon. As most of Duchies, Kingdoms, Empires and Superstates were ruled by humans. There nine rank of Kingdoms and Empires. But for Powerstates there was system to evaluate them.
There were nine realm of power. In each realm  there were three stages star, moon and sun. Beings on realm nine could be counted on fingers. The Dragon Lord that Lucifer had killed was at realm nine.
Currently, Lucifer was in Nuzar Kingdom's Darkforest. Nuzar Kingdom was in Petus continent in southwest corner. It came under Miria Empire. It's southwest area touched Endless sea. It shares it's border with Elitia Kingdom and Goryn Kingdom.

"So it's like that hmm.."Lucifer muttered to himself. 
"So according to this system report I have power realm of second star which is quite good. As in this Kingdom highest power realm  was third star. So, problem is not strength it was money. Didn't I just killed a dragon..Haha Haha" he laughed maniacally.
He had right thought at right time. Dragons were known to have huge wealth. Then why was this Dragon Lord any exception. Especially when he was one of the strongest beings in this world. He know that he had hit a jackpot the minute he arrived in this world.
"hahahahahaha.."he continued to laugh for a while. 
'So first I have to find this dragon's lair then I will be one of  the richest person in this world. Let's go find the lair'

Suddenly he heard a voice " Hey! human". 

"Who is it?" He looked around him but couldn't find anyone. He realised that his tattoo on his arm was lightly glowing.
"I am Jade Watcher the Dragon Lord" voice came from his arm.
"These are my last words to you. You see the large rocky mountain left side of you. On it's base there is a large cave hidden under the vegetation. All of my wealth is there. You can have it all but I have one request." 
"I want you to take care of my son and daughter. They are 12 years old (hatched from egg).Please take care of them. They have never done anything wrong. They are innocent. So please take a good care of them. 
They deserve better than me. I transferred the knowledge to reach adulthood by a dragon. Please help them study. I have also transferred knowledge I have about being Blood hunter. It have been centuries since there was a Blood Hunter. But I still have the knowledge. And that system was also something I made. Please fulfill my last wish " The voice stopped talking. 
"How did I end up being a babysitter.....ohhhh" Lucifer groaned.

"Shuai Guo, I need to cultivate in this planet. There are very strong lightning bolts there so I doubt you can handle it. Wait for me somewhere and before I am about to leave, I will send you a messenger flying sword," After finishing his words, Mo Wuji took out a storage ring and handed it to Shuai Guo.
He had a lot of storage rings with him and a mountain of Earth grade spirit stones.
Hearing that it could roam freely, Shuai Guo was ecstatic as it hurried to take over the storage ring and even without asking how long Mo Wuji would take, it dashed into the depths of the space.
Mo Wuji was never worried about Shuai Guo because this bird was very cheeky and it was capable of learning things very quickly. There were some things which Mo Wuji only taught once and this bird would be able to do the same several times afterwards. Moreover, it was very speedy so a normal cultivator would find it tough to harm him.
…
Mo Wuji kept his flying ship and spotted an area with thinner lightning bolts as he charged into this planet.
Just as Mo Wuji predicted, this planet’s spiritual energy was astonishingly dense. Similarly, its lightning bolts were as incredibly strong. Even though Mo Wuji chose the place with the thinnest lightning bolts, it was still not weaker than the lightning bolts he used for his heavenly tribulation. One could imagine that once Mo Wuji reached places with stronger lightning bolts, he definitely couldn’t withstand it.
There were lightning bolts everywhere so it was impossible to find a place to hide from the lightning bolts. Even if he were to dig underground, it would probably be filled with lightning bolts too.
What Mo Wuji wanted was a place like this to cultivate, it wasn’t long ago that he just reached True God Stage and he was already in the True God Stage Level 5.
This cultivation speed was considered to be flying quick already because if it was any faster, it would very easily lead to fundamental instabilities. Even though Mo Wuji had not faced any sequela yet, he was afraid that it might affect him in the future. Therefore, to cultivate in these place filled with lightning bolts, he would be able to absorb lightning bolts and cultivate at the same time. This would be extremely beneficial to temper his body and state of mind.
Furthermore, Mo Wuji also realised that his spiritual circulation technique had another unique characteristic. That would be the fact that when he cultivated under tough environments, as long as there was enough spiritual energy, his body strength would increase as well. Mo Wuji knew that there was a type of cultivators called the martial cultivators. Martial cultivators specialised in training their body and the higher their cultivation level, the stronger their body would be. Mo Wuji was not a martial cultivator but if he could increase his body strength under such vile environment while cultivating, why not?
This extreme realm might be an extreme realm to others but to him, it was both an extreme realm and a realm of opportunities. Mo Wuji completely neglected the fact that his skin, flesh, bones and nerves were at risk under constant attacks from the lightning bolts because as he took each step at a time until today, what pain had he not suffered before?
Lightning bolts like spider webs covered the entire sky before descending and as much as Mo Wuji could absorb the lightning energy, after just half a day, Mo Wuji’s clothes were already burnt to pieces by these lightning bolts.
This time, Mo Wuji didn’t use the unknown spirit stone slags to cultivate. There were only six of them left and these spirit stone slags were most suitable to use to breakthrough bottlenecks.
As the lightning essence and dense spiritual energy around was swept away by Mo Wuji, these spiritual energy swirled under the lightning bolts very quickly and in the next moment, Mo Wuji condensed everything once again.
As he constantly swept and condensed these spiritual energy, Mo Wuji’s strength was starting to increase bit by bit. Without using the Half Moon Prison’s spirit stone slags, his rate of cultivating was no longer as quick like before.
Concurrently, his skin and bones were constantly struck, torn and broken by the lightning webs but they were immediately healed afterwards. As time passed, Mo Wuji had lesser broken bones and quicker recovery time.
After cultivating for a long time, Mo Wuji who was initially cultivating at a place with weaker lightning bolts started to shift towards regions with stronger lightning bolts as his adaptability was constantly on the rise.
A blink of an eye and one year passed as Mo Wuji successfully reached True God Stage Level 6.
Presently, Mo Wuji was completely immersed in this Universal Lightning Provenance as he had no intentions to leave.
…
Universal Hall.
As compared to a year and a half ago, this place was a lot more depressed now. Most cultivators who hurried in and out of here were mostly businessmen and the Universal Cultivator Army.
A year and a half ago, the appearance of the Half Moon Immortal Palace in the space outside Zhen Xing ignited a messy war in space.
In this one war, Star King Mountain lost its Star Lord, Chi Tong, and Zhen Mo Continent lost its control over the Star Wars Battlefield. The unsuitability of Universal Hall’s spatial gate for the Gu Nuo Star’s cavalry in addition to Chi Tong’s decision before he died to get everyone to give up on retaliating and defend the spatial gate at all cost played a part in preventing the complete take over of the Universal Hall. In the end, because of territorial disputes, there was a clash between the space beasts and the Gu Nuo Star’s cavalry army which stopped their combined attack on Zhen Xing. Otherwise, the Universal Hall would have been occupied by the space beasts or Gu Nuo Star's cavalry army.
However, because of this war, Zhen Mo Continent lost its nutrients to survival, the Star Wars Battlefield.
One must know that even though Zhen Mo Continent was very big in size, it didn’t have enough cultivation resources to provide for the larger number of cultivators. Most of Zhen Mo Continent’s cultivation resources came from the Star Wars Battlefield.
Now that the Star Wars Battlefield was split among the Gu Nuo Star Tribe and Space Beasts, the Zhen Mo cultivators were starting to suffer.
Other than the few cultivators who had already entered the Star Wars Battlefield long ago, it was extremely difficult for Zhen Mo Continent cultivators to enter the Star Wars Battlefield now. The moment one stepped out from the Universal Pier, the chances of survival were extremely slim.
It was very likely that if this were to persist, the Universal Hall wouldn’t last any longer.
Because of these reasons, all the businessmen here hurried in and out. No one was willing to stay long because they had no idea when the Universal Hall would become the territory of alien tribes.
On the first level hall of the Universal Pier, a few cultivators just sold the spiritual herbs in their hands as they discussed while walking out. At this moment, a grey shadow dashed straight into the Universal Pier. With that speed,the few cultivators who were in discussion hurried to make way.
"Bang!" Before the grey robed cultivator could dash to the second level, he was shot by a radiance and fell to the ground.
Following which, another cultivator came in and immediately picked up this killed cultivator and left the first level of the Universal Pier.
If not for the pool of blood on the floor, some people might think it was an illusion.
"Ugh, a year ago, who dares to kill in the Universal Pier? Without mentioning kill, nobody even dared to attack. After the fall of the Star Lord, people actually dare to casually kill in this place," A cultivator sighed and said only after a long while.
"Do you know who was the murderer? He is a member of the Star King Mountain’s Xia Clan. I also recognised the person killed. His name is Fei Ding, from the Lost Continent," An onlooker sounded out.
"I’ve heard that the Xia Clan and Yan Clan are going around killing all the Lost Continent cultivators. Back then the Star Lord warned Master Wu Xiang that he must not anger the Lost Continent because of Mo Wuji. Who would have expected the angered ones were the Xia Clan and Yan Clan?
"The Lost Continent sent over a hundred people and other than a few who had already fallen in the Star Wars Battlefield, the rest should be all killed right?"
"It should be that case because I’ve heard over 70-80 people were killed already. It was only because Xia Clan couldn’t capture that Mo Wuji, which was why…"
"Not necessary because I believe that was the reason they gave on the surface. The true reason should be because before Star Lord died, he appointed Mo Wuji to be be next Star Lord. Think about it, why would the throne of the next Star Lord of the Star King Mountain be handed to a completely unrelated person? The main reason why the Xia and Yan Clan were killing all Lost Continent cultivators was to warn Mo Wuji and anyone else who would help Mo Wuji in the future that they will be killed."
"Silence, if you still want to live you better stop discussing about such things."
These few cultivators in discussion immediately shut their mouth because this was true. The moment word spreads out that they were discussing about the three big clans, nothing good would come out of it.
"I’ve heard that the Space Wolf King is currently not in his Space Wolf King Mountain, the moment he returns, I’m afraid the Universal Hall would no longer be able to fend against alien invasion. I don’t know how what are your thoughts but this would be my last time coming to the Universal Hall."
The few cultivators stopped talking about the Star King Mountain’s three big clans but started discussing about when the Space Wolf King would invade the Universal Hall.
…
Star King Mountain’s Star Lord Hall. Even though Chi Tong had fallen, it was getting increasingly crowded everyday.
Other than Hall Master Wu Xiang who was frantically looking for Mo Wuji outside and Star Trace Hall’s Hall Master Wu Lingzhi had always been fighting to resist the invasion of the space beasts and Gu Nuo Star at the Universal Pier, the rest of the Hall Masters were here.
Because of the inheritance of the Star Lord’s position, the Star King Mountain was already at the edge of falling apart.
"Hall Master Xia, since the previous Star Lord had already appointed Mo Wuji to be his heir, before we see Mo Wuji, I suggest we should not appoint anyone else first. We should focus our energy and strength on defending the Universal Hall because the moment the Gu Nuo’s experts and space beasts break into the Universal Hall, nothing we say here will matter," A woman stood out and said directly.
Xia Dandao’s expression turned ugly because this woman was Star King Mountain’s 4th hall Star Sea Hall’s Hall Master Su Xuan. Her Star Sea Army was much stronger than his Star Wars Army so for him to become the Star Lord, he had to draw her over to his side.
Yan Pingzhi stood up, "Hall Master Su’s statement is poor because Star Lord Chi Tong was attacked by Gu Nuo Star’s Earthly Immortal and he was in the state of despair so he wasn’t even clear of what he said. If we follow Star Lord Chi’s will and let a puny True God Stage cultivator become the Star Lord of the Star King Mountain, we would simply be seen as a laughing stock for the universe." 
The one armed Xu Chihuang suddenly stood up and pointed to Yan Pingzhi seriously, "Yan Pingzhi, don’t think nobody knows what your motive was. Star Lord Chi’s was benign and openhearted as he always look at things for Zhen Xing. He must have his reasons for choosing Mo Wuji as his heir. You are merely a Hall Master, who do you think you are to question Star Lord’s words?"
Yan Pingzhi laughed coldly, "I am indeed just a hall master but I am not someone a small defender like you can mess with. Try pointing at me again and trust me when I say I can kill a small defender like you here."
Su Ting didn’t hesitate to interrupt Yan Pingzhi’s words, "I really don’t believe you, Yan Pingzhi, has this capability. Defender Xu risked his life to bring Star Lord’s body back and even lost an arm in the process. At that point of time, where were you, Yan Pingzhi? You only appear when it was time to inherit the throne, ah, anyone could become the next Star Lord but not you, Yan Pingzhi. Since everyone couldn’t come to terms, we shall wait out and temporary not select the next Star Lord first."
Yan Pingzhi was livid yet he didn’t dare to treat Su Xuan like he treated Xu Chihuang.
Xia Dandao grunted, "Now that the Universal Pier is in such a mess, if we don’t hurry appoint a new Star Lord, it will be detrimental to the safety of my Zhen Mo Continent."

Here, only those with spiritual roots can cultivate while those with mortal roots are destined to stay mortal.

Mo Wuji only has mortal roots, but will he only remain as a mortal? 

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Watch as Mo Wuji fights against this destiny with his grit and tenacity. Feel your hearts pound as he goes through exciting adventures and encounters. Cry as tragedies befall him. Smile as he crushes his enemies and forges his own path. Where will his cultivation ultimately lead him?

THE PAST
This alternate universe is separated into four kingdoms.
The Kingdoms of Basilica, Ferandia, Goll and Pya.
Long ago, the Dark Wars wrecked havoc on the planet, in hopes of possessing the Rose of Aris, the creator of all magic, good and bad. This would lead to one kingdom being the dominant power, the one being able to control all the other kingdoms with unlimited magic. However, these wars had no ultimate winner. For when they reached the lone island of Wyatt, which was the middle of the Aukai Ocean, it vanished.
With that unexpected outcome, the wars ended, treaties were signed and towns and villages were rebuilt. Magic was prohibited among the commoners since the royals could not risk anyone else finding the Rose of Aris and be able to use it. No one spoke of the cursed plant again, since like its namesake, it only caused ruin and war.
Centuries have gone by, and no one has spoken of it, one could have even said that it was forgotten.
But nothing truly evil ever leaves for good. 
-
(Somewhere in the fabric of time) 
Beautiful.
Yet dangerous.
Scarlet wrapped itself in her petals while the lush emerald of spring seeped into her proud stem. Water from the midnight shower was being drawn into her vessels giving her life as she greeted the dawn with her charm and grace.
She opened up to reveal a myriad of different shades of scarlet petals that sat as a prominent crown on her slender frame.
She was magnificent to behold.
The luminous star continued to rise until it claimed the midday, making the delicate petals cast shade over her stem, hiding the subtle yet still very apparent thorns.
This rose was welcoming to the eye, but if you made contact, blood will be drawn. At night, her sharpened blades were known to pierce through souls and drain the life source out of the inhabitant.
She was elusive yet obvious.
Concealed yet flaunted.
Somewhere in the valleys of Paer, now appeared the Rose of Aris.
So alive, she was almost a creature; a constant reminder of what was, is and will be:
Rebecca's haunting legacy.

Name: Aris
Meaning: Bane or Ruin

The Rose of Aris was known to bring out the worst in people. A hypnotic, magical flower tied to the very foundation of the universe had disappeared and had not been found for centuries.
This has created a new dynamic in the world where only the select few possess magic to control the many. But how long will it take until total mayhem breaks out? Especially when the Rose’s tragic pull taps into the life of the unsuspecting Rebecca Everly, disrupting everything she knows.

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.

xxxx xxxx xxxx
​
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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