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I walk slowly in the fields. I had been dropped off near the location of Ryder and his friends. I feel the wind pulling at my cloak. It's a quiet world but the Empire took over. I turn my head. The air smells like ash. This world is dying. I feel it. I can feel the planet screaming. I continue walking. The Knights of Ren will soon be upon the base.

Then I feel something yanking on my cloak. I turn. A cat. I didn't realize they would still like me after I've turned. It ruffles my cloak and stars purring. Great... this is just slowing me down. Yet... still. I bend down. I move my hand over its soft head. But I draw it back suddenly. What am I doing? I am Kylo Ren! I'm a Sith Lord! I can't be weak. I stand up. I turn. It pulls on my cloak again. I throw my hand out and the Lothal cat goes flying.

"I'm sorry." I mutter.

There can be no weakness in the Empire. I am the heir to the throne. I will be the new emperor. I will take the throne and I will rule the entire Galaxy and beyond. I just have to kill the rebels and Kenobi. I am not weak. Ezra was weak. It was so easy to destroy him. Death destroyed him in seconds.

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