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Something something. Hux as an engineering genius has managed to brutally conquer even the most powerful of nature’s forces. Through sheer math, science, and physics, those objective and predictable things, he’s built machines that swallow stars and tear holes through space. He’s even attempted to treat human beings in the same manner through his training program, and believes himself successful (thought as we see with defectors like Finn, that’s not the complete case). Had he more time and authority, who knows how much further he could have gone to tame, wield, and weaponize the forces of nature.

Once these few remaining insurgents had been destroyed, no one in the galaxy would dare oppose the First Order’s dominion. Hux would be free to build a dozen new Starkillers— or a hundred. And in the meantime, the First Order had no shortage of other weapons— including ones Imperial commanders such as Peavey had only dreamed of. That was it right there, Hux thought. Peavey and his generation saw the First Order’s impending triumph as a restoration of the Empire, not realizing how that only proved their obsolescence. They couldn’t or wouldn’t see that the regime they’d served was not merely gone but superseded. The First Order was the fulfillment of what the Empire had struggled to become. It had distilled and perfected its strengths while eliminating its weaknesses.