All the Stars in the Galaxy

Prologue

Maybe she needed someone
to show her how to live
and he needed someone
to show him how to love.

- N.R. Hart

Once upon a time in the hidden heart of the Galaxy, a handsome young prince lived in a beautiful castle.
    Although he had everything his heart desired, the prince was selfish and unkind. He taxed the planets and villages on his own to fill his castle with the most beautiful objects. And his party's, with the most beautiful people.
    Then one night, an unexpected intruder arrived at the planet, at the castle. Looking for shelter from the bitter asteroids storm around the planet and the storm that raged above the castle that night.
    As a gift, the old man offered the prince a single, little deep blue rock. Repulsed by his haggard appearance, the prince turned the man away. But he warned him not to be deceived by appearances...
    ... For beauty is found within.
    When he dismissed him again, the old mans outward melted away, to reveal a wise Enchanter, connected with the Force strongly.
    The prince begged him for forgiveness, but it was too late. Because he had seen that there was no love in his heart.
    As punishment, he transformed him into a hideous man, without a face. A metal, black with silver helmet grew out of the Prince's skin that was set around his skull, so his face could not be seen by other people. It was unable to break or take off. His voice turned deeper and deeper because of the black metal. No one would know who he was - everything that he was got covered.
    And the Enchanter placed a powerful spell on the castle, and all who lived there.
    As days bled into years, the Prince and his servants were forgotten by the Galaxy. Because the Enchanter had erased all memory of them in the minds of the people they loved.
    But the rock he had offered was a truly enchanted Kyber crystal.
    If the Prince could learn to love another and earn their love in return by the time the blue Kyber crystal became red, the spell would be broken.
    If not, he would be doomed to remain to wear this helmet for all time. As the years passed, he fell into despair and lost all hope.
    For who could ever learn to love a man without a face?