Jacen Solo shouldn't have been the one to go bad.
He was the good one, the hero, supposedly untouchable by the dark.
But as each day passed, he was tainted more and more by the darkness, until all that was left of Jacen was his intelligence, the intelligence that was now used for the destruction of the galaxy.
Jacen Solo so badly wanted to fix the galaxy and everything wrong with it, that he ended up letting himself go past breaking point, beyond what could ever be mended.
Jaina blamed herself. How could she, his twin sister, have not seen what Jacen was becoming? First Anakin, now Jacen. She wondered whether she'd ever be able to help anyone after this.
But nobody had forseen it. Not his mother, not his father, not even the other Jedi.
The best people are always the first to go, the tragic heroes, tempted by the whisper of peace and protection in a galaxy where there is none. The souls, the ones like Jacen, who were so adamant about saving the universe that they forgot their own moral standpoints in the name of victory, transforming them into the very evil they are trying to fight.
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So this was my first fanfiction/short story.
Kind of cheesy, I know, but improving writing skills is what this website is about, right?
Anyway, hope you enjoyed it, and thanks for taking the time to read it :)
May the Force be with you
-purplelightsabers
