❝ Maybe through the power of persuasion, I can convince him to turn towards the light. ❞
❝ Maybe through the power of persuasion, I can convince her to rule the galaxy with me.❞
(Story takes off after TFA)
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{ Rey } location ; ahch-to
Gulping, I stare blankly at the rock, where moments ago, Kylo Ren was. It was as if I were there with him. His choice of words have left me wondering the same thing he was. Why did The Force allow me to see him?
Exhaling, I kick the pebbles at my feet, walking away from the cliff and towards my hut. Somehow, I could feel Kylo Ren's darkness emerging from him as he spoke to me. It was as if the manifestation had brought two elements together; light and darkness.
Perhaps this island has made me go insane.
There is something in Kylo's expression that makes my mind drift to the black hole under the cliff. It's as if seeing him had brought curiosity, as if I weren't seeing the whole canvas.
Finding myself at the bottom of the island, the suns in the horizon make me realise much time had passed during training. I wonder if Luke is fetching food for himself right now — using his spear to fetch strange fish in hope of survival.
My footsteps come to a halt, sucking in a breath when I see the black hole from my Force Connection. A wave of fear strikes me the second I lay my eyes on it. Luke told me to not come here, that it was too dangerous even for a Jedi Master. Nonetheless, my steps become more rushed the closer I get to it.
With both of my feet on the edge of the hole, I lower my gaze to see what is below, letting out a soft gasp when I notice a pool of water below me. Before I know it, I'm being swallowed into the hole, submerging myself into the water.
Gasping for air once I reach the surface, I realise the sombre energy around me immediately. Crawling out of the lake of murky water, my eyes widen when I see myself being replicated millions of times in a singular line. Instead of feeling panic, I glance at my replicated self, sucking in a breath.
The auric darkness begins consuming me like vibrations, the sound of my own breaths being repeated by the multiple versions of me. The deep chasm crumbles around me as my breaths become more ragged, until I let out an ear-piercing scream.
"What do you want me to see?" I scream at the top of my lungs. My own words make the floor beneath me tremble. I am suddenly met with a barrier of ice, which stretches from the ceiling to the floor as if it were a mirror.
"Let me see," I whisper, the replications repeating my words like a never-ending echo. My eyes set on a shadow behind the ice, which draws closer to me. I gape, staring at the approaching shadow. Fear pricks on my skin, the shadow becoming somewhat clearer.
In that instant, the shadow takes form, muffling a scream when I see an unfamiliar face on the other side of the barrier of ice. A man with horns on the upper part of his head stands in front of me. His visage is a mix of black and red, sending a shiver down my spine. The man glares at me with his snake-like eyes, as if he knew I was staring back at him.
