There was no turning back. Not now. Not after everything. He had fought so much for people to see that. He was who he was, the grandson of Darth Vader, master of the Knights of Ren. Yet it would seem that this galaxy was not going to allow him to be who he was meant to be just yet. A challenge had been presented before him and he would have to meet.
Against all odds, there before him stood the last hope, the legendary Luke Skywalker, his former master and uncle. At last Skywalker had crawled from his hole, revealing himself from his hiding place. Kylo smiled. This was perfect, exactly what he wanted. His revenge.
“Have you come here to save my soul? Or to beg for forgiveness? You’d be wasting your breath.” He said. “I’ve found a new master who is strong and wise. The Supreme Leader will guide me to reach my full potential, while you sought to squash it, to snuff me out. You, the great Luke Skywalker. I wonder how Leia Organa felt knowing that her own brother tried to murder her son. Or did you never tell her the truth?”
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