"All I ask is that you don't forget me."
Anakin Skywalker is dead.
The galaxy is left reeling after Skywalker's sacrifice, trying to make sense and trying to overcome the grief. All except for one.
A mysterious figure appears, who has no apparent interest in the recent tragedy and no connections with anyone. But somehow, he keeps getting tangled up in the remnants of the trio of the best heroes the galaxy had seen. Who is he? What secrets lie in his dark past? Has he come to harm or to heal?
And why did he have to appear now of all times?
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This a standalone Star Wars fanfic by the author Ecapé, and it'll be filled with a lot of angsty feels, a bunch of sadness and questions, and a good dose of mystery and budding joy. Hope you enjoy!
Also, if you've seen any books from my "Sting of Time" series, this book is completely separate. It is set in a totally different timeline and is not related in any way. Just to clear things up :)
"You're different from what I expected," she said softly.
"How so?" he asked, glancing at her.
"I don't know," she replied, searching for the right words. "You just... have this way of making people feel like they matter. Even here, in this... nightmare."
He was quiet for a moment before responding. "You matter, Y/n. Don't forget that."
OR
Y/n wakes up in the deadly Squid Game, surrounded by strangers and fighting to survive. What she doesn't know is that the mysterious Frontman is watching her every move through the cameras- and she's caught his attention.