The Force Under The Oak Tree

The Force Under The Oak Tree

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A Star Wars Universe story fully inspired by REYLO. Finding each other alone in a forest, the two opposite strangers (Ben and Rey), are trying to survive with no one but each other. Kylo's people have captured Rey's new friend and the moment he realises she loathes the people from the First Order, to which he belongs, Kylo Ren decides to go by Ben Solo, the name his parents gave him, the name of a totally different person, who will be slowly coming to light as he spends more and more time with Rey. He ends up teaching her the ways of the force, even though both of them are sure they will die on the uninhabited planet of Takodana, but what is there to be lost, anyway? This story is somehow inspired from the last three SW movies, but technically speaking there are no spoilers. The characters are not mine. Everything is inspired by STAR WARS: THE FORCE AWAKENS, STAR WARS: THE LAST JEDI and STAR WARS: THE RISE OF SKYWALKER. ~unfinished
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A month has passed since the death of Han Solo. A month since Star Killer Base was destroyed. A month since Finn nearly died battling Kylo Ren. A month since I found Luke Skywalker, and he agreed to train me. The month has not been kind, with the Republic gone, the First Order has risen while the Resistance has been diminished to staggeringly small number. And all this time i have tried to ignore the flood of grief for the father that I never had, and now never will have. This story is dedicated to jjs797 because without her I never would have started this book.

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