I'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 physical attributes. Despite this, I WILL become a Jedi. How? By honing my physical abilities and lightsaber techniques beyond what anyone thought possible. __________________________________________________________________________________ Hesitant to call this a "power fantasy," but this story will include the main character slowly becoming more powerful. Maybe not in the way you think, but it will be satisfying (with patience). TCW era reader-centric fanfic. Will follow the timeline for the most part. Will probably include Ahsoka romance... eventually. Cover Art Credit: https://www.deviantart.com/adrian911/art/Jedi-guardian-128606995

Fanfiction based in faerun written 15 years ago

"Send in the angel!" The king of the demons screams, otherwise known as Satan. Two demon's are in front of me, two behind. I hold onto my stuffed animal bunny. He's white, of course. Everything I used to own was white. But I was taken away from all of that. Now, I am in Hell, literally.

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