A Broken Warrior

A Broken Warrior

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Star Wars: Spinoffs
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How do you fight for the galaxy when you've already lost yourself? The rise of the Galactic Empire spelled absolute death for the Jedi Order. Those who survived the initial slaughter are now ruthlessly hunted by Inquisitors, twisted into weapons for the Dark Side, or struck down without mercy. Ariel survived the purge, but the betrayal she faced cut deeper than any lightsaber. Now a ghost hiding on the fringes of the galaxy, she is terrified of the Empire-but even more terrified of her own shattered spirit. The fire that once defined her has cooled to a dying ember. But the Force isn't done with her. When a vivid premonition from a forgotten planet echoes through her soul, it offers a desperate path out of the darkness. Ariel faces a choice: remain hidden and let her identity fade into oblivion, or embrace her scars and become the warrior the galaxy needs.
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