3rd Person
Absolute power corrupts absolutely.
Or, that's the saying... anyway.
But... why do people seek power?
Do they lose themselves after gaining it... or do they lose themselves along the way?
Grievous POV
Qymaen jai Sheelal.
That was my name...
In another life.
Kalee.
That was the name of my home...
Located far beyond the galaxy's core worlds... Kalee existed in unknown, unmapped space.
As a result... it was scarcely ever acknowledged by the Republic, much less visited.
My people were fully content with that reality.
We preferred to be left alone.
...
My people...
The Kaleesh.
That was the name of my people...
Battle... conflict... war...
To my people, these things were not merely necessities...
They were our very essence, our way of life...
Flashback
My arms were weary, my feet bruised and battered...
My grip strength was fading, the veins on my forearms popping out like a tree's roots.
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The Weakest Jedi
FanfictionI'm a Jedi Padawan... oh wait, I'm not. No Master will pick me. I'm the fabled "Weakest Jedi." My connection to the force is so below-average I can barely muster a force-push. My only powers include limited force-sense and basic enhancing of my phy...
