Weapon Of Peace

Weapon Of Peace

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Ongoing3h 17m

Last published Sat, Jul 11, 2026

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Lost in the far reaches of the galaxy, Kaelith crashes on a world untouched by their galactic war. Filled with defeat and hopelessness, a message from the past forces her to swallow her emotions, and do the very thing she was bound, but afraid to do: Teach. But teaching means protection. After losing her whole battalion, was she truly capable of protecting this child who seemed to hold a raw, and dangerous power? ~~~~~~ Author's note: So I am a little rough on the writing, and it may have grammatical errors. I'd like to apologize for that ahead🥹 This is also a Fanfiction of Star Wars... kind of. The story is originally mine (except for the Star Wars characters, and the Star Wars Order 66, of course😂) Anything similar to someone else's work is purely coincidental😭 I hope you'll enjoy reading it, as much as I enjoyed writing! Thank you, everyone😊

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