Been searching for a master since fifteen, I got into an argument with my Uncle Drad about how I wanted to search for my parents, for some reason he was totally against it, (the one who raised me most of my life when he found me outside his doorstep) we never got along, all of a sudden his arm bent in the way an arm isn't supposed to, it had just snapped without any explanation. I then thought back to how I felt before and after, I wanted him to feel pain... and when he did, I could feel this fiery passion come over me and it made me feel stronger and stronger the longer i thought about it. So I grabbed my uncles blaster rifle and fixed the old Davaab-type starfighter that my uncle had been rebuilding way before I showed up and just finished a few weeks earlier, and left in search of someo
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| - Been searching for a master since fifteen, I got into an argument with my Uncle Drad about how I wanted to search for my parents, for some reason he was totally against it, (the one who raised me most of my life when he found me outside his doorstep) we never got along, all of a sudden his arm bent in the way an arm isn't supposed to, it had just snapped without any explanation. I then thought back to how I felt before and after, I wanted him to feel pain... and when he did, I could feel this fiery passion come over me and it made me feel stronger and stronger the longer i thought about it. So I grabbed my uncles blaster rifle and fixed the old Davaab-type starfighter that my uncle had been rebuilding way before I showed up and just finished a few weeks earlier, and left in search of someone to teach me to hone this power...
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